Racheal clenched her fists and took a deep breath, willing her racing heart to calm down.
The guilt that had weighed on her for days was now crashing down in full force under Kyle's unwavering gaze.
"I almost lost my way. But I've seen the truth now. I don't want to doubt anymore. I want to devote myself to you again, Kyle. To the village. To Rin. There's nothing that'll make me second-guess my choice ever again."
She said finally, her voice trembling slightly.
Her words felt like a confession and a promise wrapped in one.
Kyle looked at her.
Not with anger. Not even disappointment.
Just calm, steady scrutiny that made Racheal feel completely naked—like he could see through her very soul.
For a moment, she wondered if he knew. Not just that she had gone to the temple—but that she had returned more than once.
That the divine warmth still echoed in her veins, even now. That a tiny part of her still longed to go back.
But Kyle didn't confront her.
He simply nodded.
