Della’s POV
I walked out of the cabin, still lost in thoughts. My heart was throbbing and my mind was in a mess as I tried to comprehend properly everything that Lucas said to me.
Kylian and I… We were never meant to be each other’s end game. I wasn’t expecting anything. I always knew that one way or another, we’ll part ways, but why do I still feel like this after knowing what would happen in the future.
Lucas said that I’ll meet my fated mate soon, be in love with him, and have a marriage. It’s a joyful prophecy. But the mere thought of being with another man made me uncomfortable for some reason. It hadn’t happened yet but I could already imagine Kylian’s dejected look once it happened.
Could I really handle it? Would I be able to really leave his life and live mine with another man?
While deep in thoughts, I suddenly saw Kylian standing and leaning at the post of the porch with his back on me.
My heart beat faster and all my troubled thoughts intensified.
