"What you truly loved, my dear lady, wasn't me, but a mirage, a deceit you yearned to embrace," he said, his smile not reaching his eyes as he gazed at her, witnessing the depth of her pain and betrayal etched on her face. "Can you honestly宣称你现在还爱我吗? The real me, flawed and all, can you forgive every hurt I've caused and still declare your love?" He searched her eyes, desperately hoping for a glimmer of affection, but alas, it was gone, shattered by his own callous actions.
"And now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Only goodbye," he replied, placing her gently on the ground. "Return to your pre-existing life, the one before I came along. Erase the enchanting lies, the harrowing reality, and forget me. Live, my love."
She hesitated, watching him step away warily, fearing another trap. Seeing him not approach, she turned to leave, but his strong grip stopped her, pulling her into a bittersweet embrace that seemed to defy their impending farewell.
Born into the world as an unwanted child of royalty, exiled among the priests, Sara's existence had been uneventful and filled with self-imposed disgrace. Seeking answers to her true identity, she embarked on a journey filled with love, struggle, secrets, and heartache. Little did she know, her path would intertwine with a demonic lord, who claimed she held the pen that would shape their world's destiny...
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