"I… I love you!!"
Lucian's scream tore violently through the suffocating silence of the night, his voice cracking with something unstable—madness as his legs trembled beneath him, not from hesitation or fear, but from the sheer strain clawing through his muscles, the exhaustion with every breath he forced into his lungs.
But despite that—
Despite the trembling, despite the blood that clung to his skin and clothes, despite the pain crawling at every inch in his body, biting into his nerves—
There was a wide, maniacal smile stretched across his face.
Akasha was stunned by his words.
For a moment, she didn't even process what he had said, confused by the words that were completely disconnected from the chaos unfolding around him.
Lucian didn't know that, since he was already moving.
