Chapter One Hundred-Fifteen

Camilla stood on the balcony, the city's sparkling night skyline spread out before her like a sea of stars.

Her eyes were brimming with tears, their shimmer mirroring the city lights.

"So he's dead?" Her voice trembled, her words breaking through the stillness of the night with a hint of anger beneath the sadness.

"Yes..." Alexander's voice came from behind her.

He had been discharged from the hospital two nights ago, and although he had dreaded this conversation, he knew it was time to confront the past and reveal the painful truths that had led to their divorce especially since she was finally giving him a chance to explain.

He moved closer to Camilla, his hair tousled by the cold breeze of the night.

After a moment of hesitation, he began, "Camilla, I need you to know that I never wanted things to turn out this way. Red Saint...he was a lunatic, and all I wanted was to keep you safe."

Camilla finally turned to face him, her face etched with pain and anger, tears streaming down her