Deyran stood still, his gaze locked on Madeline as the weight of her words settled over him. There was no rush, no impatience in her tone—just a quiet certainty that only made him respect her more.
He gave a slight nod, a gesture of acknowledgment more than agreement, but it spoke volumes. She had made herself clear, and he wasn’t one to press when the moment had passed.
There was no lingering bitterness in his response, only the quiet acceptance of the space between them now, an unspoken understanding that she had given him what he needed in more ways than one.
He turned to leave, but before stepping fully into the doorway, he paused, his profile framed by the light from the hallway. His voice came again, softer this time, almost a murmur—an echo of the respect he carried for her, even when his actions spoke otherwise.
Then, with a final glance, he was gone, the door clicking shut behind him with a soft finality.
He gave a slight nod, a gesture of acknowledgment more than agreement, but it spoke volumes. She had made herself clear, and he wasn’t one to press when the moment had passed.
yes,he murmured, his voice steady, but there was an undertone of something unspoken, a promise to keep moving forward.
There was no lingering bitterness in his response, only the quiet acceptance of the space between them now, an unspoken understanding that she had given him what he needed in more ways than one.
He turned to leave, but before stepping fully into the doorway, he paused, his profile framed by the light from the hallway. His voice came again, softer this time, almost a murmur—an echo of the respect he carried for her, even when his actions spoke otherwise.
Thank you.
Then, with a final glance, he was gone, the door clicking shut behind him with a soft finality.
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