Aengus understood the motivations behind her actions; it was clear that her attraction stemmed from his potential rather than genuine devotion. It wasn't complete love. It was mixed with calculation.
She had sought to use him, and while she had her reasons, the manipulation left a bitter taste.
Her confession fell on deaf ears, for his heart no longer held space for love, only the echoes of memories long past.
She clung to him, her embrace tight and desperate, as though she hoped that by doing so, her allure could conquer his indifference. But it was in vain; her helpless attraction, despite her beauty, could not stir him.
Aengus gently pushed her away, his voice calm and resolute. "It's pointless, Bella Bellfrost. My heart belongs to someone else already, and now, it's as cold as ice. I can no longer feel the love or affection you wish to offer."
