Chapter 107

The expression on Grace’s face was so calm and so at peace that it struck Marco mercilessly. There was actual relief in her eyes, and it twisted inside him like a blade. She looked like a woman who had finally unburdened herself from a love that had only weighed her down for years. And that realization... it infuriated him.

It wasn’t just jealousy or frustration anymore. He had always taken her love for granted, even though he had long known. He had worn it like armor when it suited him and pushed it away when it didn’t. And now? Now that he had finally realized he couldn’t breathe without her... she had stopped loving him.

And he couldn’t accept it.

With a rush of desperation, Marco’s hand shot up to her jaw, gripping it gently but firmly—tilting her face toward him so she could no longer look away. Her eyes widened in shock, her breath catching in her throat at the sudden movement.

“You... let me g–”

But her protest never made it past her lips.