Chapter 171

ELORA’S POV The silence after the live broadcast felt louder than the chaos that came before it. My living room was dim, curtains fully drawn, my phone buzzing nonstop on the couch where Selene had dropped it earlier. I hadn’t touched it since. I didn’t need to. I already knew the world was tearing itself apart with opinions about my life, about his confession. Lucian Weston. My ex husband. The man I’d spent twelve years loving and hating at the same time. I sat on the edge of the couch, still in the dress I’d picked for the press conference that never happened. My hands were shaking. My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t get enough air no matter how deeply I breathed. He said it out loud. To everyone. After all these years of silence. A knock echoed through my apartment. My heart dropped. I hesitate, then walk slowly to the door with a huge jar in my hand. When I opened the door, Lucian stood there like he’d been carved out of regret and guilt. Dressed in black jeans, black shirt, his