Chapter 130

At midnight, the mountain was shrouded in a thick fog, curling around the peaks like a ghostly veil. Elaria stumbled out from the woods, looking completely shattered. Her thin frame swayed as if the slightest breeze could topple her, lips still murmuring Ryan's name. Grief clung to her like a second skin. Sebastian spotted her and rushed forward, peeling off his jacket and gently placing it over her shoulders. Elaria met his eyes blankly. There was nothing alive in her gaze, only layers of sorrow. She quietly pushed his hand away. She didn't want his sympathy, didn't want him near her. The black suit jacket slipped to the ground. Sebastian swallowed hard, his voice low and raspy. "Elaria, even if you're mad at me, you have to take care of yourself." She stared into the darkness ahead, her tone unwavering. "Sebastian, whether I'm okay or not has nothing to do with you." He bent down to pick up the coat, determined to warm her somehow. But Elaria shoved him off again, the motion too stro