Chapter 174

Daimon’s chest ached with a pain he couldn't describe as he watched Elyana flee from him like he was poison. The hollow in his heart widened with every second she distanced herself. This is all my fault, he thought bitterly. I took her love for granted. And now, even if I beg on my knees, she won’t give me another chance. His eyes darkened as a reckless thought sparked in his mind. Is this what she needs? Proof through pain? Through blood? Through sacrifice? Daimon stared at the cold metal in his hand. His grip tightened around the dagger’s handle, its edge gleaming under the dim lights of the living room. His voice, hoarse but resolute, echoed through the silence. “Elyana,” he called out, his tone raw and broken. “Is death the only language you’ll believe? Will you only understand how much you mean to me if I bleed for it?” He took a breath—a long, shaky one. “If dying is the only way to show you that you live in my heart… then I’ll gladly pay the price.” Without another word, he thru