Lucian reached for my cheek as he spoke. I turned my face away, and the warmth drained from behind his eyes. He forced a pained smile and kept going."In our past life, I never should have shut myself away in a monastery over guilt that was never real. I never should have left you to spend the rest of your life alone."This time, I won't make the same mistake. For the rest of my days, I'll stay by your side. I'll watch our children grow up with you. Please, Lia."Dorian watched me, and I could see the moment he remembered. The way I had looked just before I died in our past life, gaunt and frail, aged far beyond my years.Only now did it seem to hurt him.His voice had gone rough. "I'm the one who failed you, Lia. I was blind. I let Portia poison everything I believed."I will never take her side again. I will never let you suffer again. Please, come home with us."They spoke one after another, offering repentance and promises that had arrived far too late, trying to pull me out
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