Chapter 59. Do You Have a Mate?

Xerina’s POV

People never break people; they usually push them to the edge, forcing them to shatter on their own. And in that very moment, they scatter into pieces, yet no one would ever bear the burden. For the price of being broken must be paid by the one who fell apart, not by the one who pushed them there.

They were left to gather the fragments of themselves, alone in the ruins of what once was whole. The world moved on, indifferent, as they silently bore the weight of their own collapse, while those who nudged them to the brink walked away unscathed, their hands clean of the devastation they set in motion.

The cool night air wrapped around me like a shroud. The scent of flowers lingered, sweet yet suffocating, as if mocking the calm, I sought but couldn’t find. The silence was thick, broken only by the distant rustle of leaves, a faint reminder that life continued somewhere beyond my chaotic thoughts Rasmus pushed me to ponder over.

I stared at th