Chapter 207: You are not made for this world.

Anne’s throat tightened. Her hands clutched Augustine’s sleeve. "I won’t pretend," she said, her voice quiet but unwavering. "Yes, I’m scared. This place is brutal, bloody. Every bone in my body tells me to run."

Lucien chuckled, cold and knowing. "Then listen to it. Weak hearts don’t last here. You are not made for this world. And you are certainly not made for him. Walk away while you still can."