Chapter 280 Dafa's POV
I stared at the screen.
"But do you really want this?" she asked.
The question hung in the air. I could feel her fear through the words. Her doubt. Her walls rising again.
I closed my eyes.
Do I really want this?
The question echoed in my mind. And with it came memories I had buried deep. Memories I didn't want to revisit.
Clara.
I had been young. Naive. Desperate for love I never received from my family. My mother had been consumed by Minerva's poison. My father had been absent, cold, distant. And Clara had seen that weakness. She had smiled at me with honeyed words and warm eyes, and I had fallen for it like a fool.
She told me she loved me. She told me I was special. She told me I was the only one.
And I believed her.
I gave her everything. My trust. My heart. My secrets. Things I had never told anyone. Things that could destroy me if they fell into the wrong hands.
And they did.
