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Dante’s POV

“I chased her away,” I said to myself as I stood there, the weight of the truth crashing down on me, my heart sank. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, leaving me breathless and filled with regret. Vanessa, the woman who had made me happy has run away because of my thoughtless actions.

In that moment, every memory we shared flooded my mind. The laughter, the late-night conversations, the way her eyes sparkled when she smiled, it all came rushing back, intensifying the pain in my chest. How could I have been so blind? How could I have jeopardized something so precious?

I couldn't help but think of all the times I had said mean and cruel things to her. I replayed every scene in my head, from how I had accused her of sleeping with Drake to when I allowed her sister to stay here even though I knew it was going to hurt her deeply. And to make everything worse I let Willow stay in the palace even after promising Vanessa that I would never hurt her. I didn't know that was e