Chapter 187

Daimon clenched his fists. The sharp pain in his chest was unbearable, but it didn’t compare to the one in his heart. "Elyana!" he called out, desperation cracking in his voice. Just once, he wished she would turn around. Just once, look at him. But she didn’t. She ran into the mansion without so much as a glance. And Daimon was left standing there—bleeding, broken, and utterly alone. When Elyana stepped into the living room, her footsteps faltered at the sight before her—Joxan, Jessica, and Oasis laughing and playing with toys scattered across the floor. She looked at her son and daughter, truly seeing them act like children their age for the first time. Her gaze drifted to Oasis. He reminded her of everything she and her children had lost… yet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bring herself to resent the little boy. He was innocent—just a five-year-old caught in the middle of everything. Maybe… just for now, it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to let Joxan and Jessica stay close