(POV: Akashic Records)
Merlin's leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "You don't love your fiancé, do you?" he questioned, a knowing smirk on his countenance.
Lucretia's blue eyes narrowed, her posture stiffening defensively.
"I believe my personal life is none of your concern," she retorted, her voice hiding some annoyance.
Merlin's playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a serious expression.
"If you truly loved him, you would've vehemently defended your love, rather than dismiss my inquiry," he pointed out, his voice no longer carrying his earlier charm.
Lucretia untangled her fingers and released a sigh. "Of course, I love him," she replied, her voice tinged with both frustration and confusion. "But why should I feel the need to prove that to you?"
