She wanted to scream, to rage against the injustice of it all, but all she could do was weep for the man she loved.
"Forgive me," she choked out, her voice barely a whisper.
"Forgive me, Lorcan."
Her cries echoed in the empty room, a haunting lament for a love lost too soon. She knew that the pain would never truly go away, that she would carry this grief with her for the rest of her days.
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Reina paced her chamber, her mind a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty. The thought of descending into the palace dungeon to see Matthew filled her with dread. The dungeon was a dark, oppressive place, a stark contrast to the opulent surroundings she was accustomed to. She shivered at the memory of the cold, damp air that clung to her skin the last time she had ventured down there.
