one hundred and fourty one

Dante’s POV

As I stood there, my heart pounded in my chest, and my breath caught in my throat. The sight of Elijah embracing Vanessa sent shockwaves through my entire being. It was as if time was still, and the world around me faded into a blur. I couldn't tear my eyes away from them.

The way Elijah held her, was so intimate, so familiar. It made my mind race with questions and doubts. Was Vanessa the queen he had spoken about? Had they committed to each other? And the biggest question of all, the one that gnawed at my insides was the child she carried his or mine?

Vanessa's eyes, fixed on me, pierced through the chaos in my mind. Even in the midst of their embrace, her gaze held a mix of emotions, concern, guilt, and something else I couldn't quite decipher. It only added to the whirlwind of emotions that consumed me.

I felt lost, like I was standing on the edge of a precipice, unsure of which way to go. The weight of uncertainty pressed down on my shoulders, threatening to suffocate