Chapter 8: The Price of Truth
Chapter 8: The Price of Truth
Elena stood alone on the balcony the next morning.
The same balcony.
The same river.
But everything had changed.
Julian approached quietly.
“You could’ve destroyed us without all this,” he said.
Elena nodded.
“I know.”
“Then why stay? Why go through all of this?”
She looked out at the water.
“Because monsters don’t fall from the outside,” she said.
“They fall from within.”
Julian swallowed.
“And me?”
Elena turned to him.
May you like
“You’re not your mother,” she said gently.
“But you have to decide who you are without her.”
