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Heidi’s chest heaved with anger, and yet, beneath the fury, a cold ache spread through her veins. She had been so sure of him, had fallen so easily back into his arms, sure that things could go back to normal, that he was truly sorry and that maybe they could fix what had been broken. But now? Now all she felt was a bitter, gnawing emptiness that spread deeper with every cold word he spoke to her.
Everything he'd just said to her. Every tear he'd just shed. Apologies he'd made and the love he'd claimed still to have for her?.. It all seemed, empty. And she could feel her heart crack all over again.
“I was already leaving.” The words were quiet, but they cut through the space between them like a blade. She didn’t shout, didn’t allow herself the satisfaction of seeing his face react to her fury. Instead, her voice was steady, too calm.
She paused, her eyes burned with the sting of unshed tears, but she held them back. She wasn’t going to let him see that weakness again. Not after everything he had put her through.
“I thought I knew you,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper, heavy with the weight of disappointment. “I thought you were someone I could trust, someone I could—" She stopped herself, her throat tightening as the words became too much to say. She shook her head, her expression hardening. “But I don’t know you anymore. I don’t think I ever did.”
She looked back, her eyes locked onto his, a fierce pain swimming behind them, and her voice, though strained, remained unwavering. “Go back to your Vel Anir. Leave this place behind, Lachlan. If you ever come back here again, don’t look for me..” Her heart couldn't take it.
She turned, biting back the sorrow that threatened to break her, and took a few steadying steps away from him. She didn’t look back, knowing that if she did, she would crumble.
Everything he'd just said to her. Every tear he'd just shed. Apologies he'd made and the love he'd claimed still to have for her?.. It all seemed, empty. And she could feel her heart crack all over again.
“I was already leaving.” The words were quiet, but they cut through the space between them like a blade. She didn’t shout, didn’t allow herself the satisfaction of seeing his face react to her fury. Instead, her voice was steady, too calm.
She paused, her eyes burned with the sting of unshed tears, but she held them back. She wasn’t going to let him see that weakness again. Not after everything he had put her through.
“I thought I knew you,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper, heavy with the weight of disappointment. “I thought you were someone I could trust, someone I could—" She stopped herself, her throat tightening as the words became too much to say. She shook her head, her expression hardening. “But I don’t know you anymore. I don’t think I ever did.”
She looked back, her eyes locked onto his, a fierce pain swimming behind them, and her voice, though strained, remained unwavering. “Go back to your Vel Anir. Leave this place behind, Lachlan. If you ever come back here again, don’t look for me..” Her heart couldn't take it.
She turned, biting back the sorrow that threatened to break her, and took a few steadying steps away from him. She didn’t look back, knowing that if she did, she would crumble.
