Thalassa bowed her head, her gaze lingering on the suitcase before her, a bittersweet sensation churning in her gut.

She had imagined being there for Lysander the moment he awoke, continuing to care for him, sharing countless words she'd stored up just for him. She wanted to tell him how much she'd longed for his awakening over these past three years, to talk about their future and dreams.

But to her dismay, Lysander's first act upon waking was to send her away. He wouldn't even grant her the courtesy of a final meeting.

Thalassa yearned to confront Lysander, to demand why, but the bodyguard was adamant, barring her entry, leaving her with a thousand unaskable whys.

Dragging her suitcase, Thalassa could do nothing but leave the grandeur of Royal Estates behind.

of memories. The countless moments she had spent caring for Lysander

words just before the accident haunted her; he had

clenched her

dawned on her why Lysander had sent her away. He had declared their accounts settled three years ago. No debts meant no need for

Lysander had felt a similar sting each time she had uttered them in the past,

mother's untimely death, stubbornly drawing

predicted he would risk his life

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