Chapter 147 – Truth
Emily hadn't expected this.
She hadn't seen Noah since the day she'd stepped into Weaverheart territory—since she'd been blackmailed, dragged into a game she couldn't control.
And now here he was.
His hair now silver. His eyes now deeper and more matured.
'His hair and eyes…' she thought absently.
But she shook the thought away.
'Not the time to be distracted, Emily!' she screamed inwardly.
CLICK—!
Her fingers snapped.
In the next instant, chains erupted—fire, lightning, shadow, earth—wrapping around Rome, binding him where he stood.
Not just one spell. This was a coordinated ambush. A premeditated strike by more than just her.
Rome's eyes widened in disbelief. He turned to Emily.
And saw the mask was gone.
The woman who once stood by his side with a gentle smile now looked at him with open disgust—like he was filth.
Something worthless.
He trembled.
"E-Emily…?" His voice wavered, fragile. As if hoping—begging—this wasn't what it seemed.
