Chapter 1045

Right now, every image flashing through his mind was gruesome-bloody, brutal, impossible to bear. He couldn't even let himself imagine it: if he lost Chasel, what would his world look like?

Probably like the sky caving in, everything collapsing in on itself, shattered into a wasteland of despair.

Cassius sprinted into the house, gasping for breath.

Inside, everything was cold, dark, and silent as a grave.

Suddenly, all those buried memories surged up from every corner, drowning him like a flood.

Clutching the front of his shirt, Cassius tried to steady his heaving chest, but the ache inside felt like a pack of wolves tearing him apart.

Since Aubrey died, he hadn't set foot in this place. Not once.

The person he loved most had died loving him.

That kind of pain—like a knife twisting in your heart-was something nobody could ever understand unless they'd lived through it.

But this wasn't the time for grief.

“Chasel!” Cassius yelled, hoarse, calling again and again as he tore through room after room.

pounded up the stairs. The home theater's light was on. His heart leapt into his

"Chasel!"

eyes glassy and distant. At his feet, white

of Cassius and Aubrey played on a loop—intimate moments, silent

them, a twisted, colorless smile creeping onto his

Mocking himself.

body. "lan was trying to get at me, don't let him mess with your head! Don't

things were lies," Chasel's voice was ragged, eyes swollen and red, "but

his own smile shattering. "Your soulmate

he could barely

for

of your life. The one you'd do anything

to numb the ache. Something that looks right

with him. You must've felt so lucky to find someone who looked so much

know what? Once you've tasted real love, nothing else even comes close. You can't fool your own heart,

shook his head, pain

a stand-in, Cassius,” Chasel said flatly. “If I'm just someone's shadow, I'd rather

Cassius could react,

and grabbed a white rose

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