He was avere the tragedy of our previous lives
When is bar figure emerged from the shadows beneath the trees, I couldn’t hold back my tears.
teur past be, I had board the news of Asteria’s annihilation with my own cars. The grief had nearly destroyed me.
And now, Father stood before me, alive and well.
He pulled me into a tight embrace
“Claire, you’ve suffered”
Just those few words shattered the mask of strength I had worn for so long.
Not at all, Father. As long as the people of Asteria are safe, everything is worth it.”
From him, I learned that Orion had sent assassins to eliminate Rowan amid the chaos of war.
It was Father who had secretly intervened.
He also cursed Orion secretly, forcing him to live through torment–to atone for the 800,000 Asterian lives lost in the last life.
I gazed at the small, lonely grave in the distance, emotions churning within me.
“Claire, are you really still thinking about him? Even after he’s dead, you’re still staring at his grave?”
Rowan’s voice was thick with jealousy and he embraced me from behind.
“Should’ve asked your father for a love spell,” he murmured against my hair, “to make your eyes see only me.”
I turned his arms with a laugh. “You foolish. No spell needed…”
My fingers laced through his, guiding his palm to rest where our child grew. “You’ve filled every corner of me–heart, sight, all of it”
“Well… almost all, Since now we have our baby.”
For the first time in two lifetimes, my hands held everything I cherish. I ask for nothing more.
