For a long moment, Isiah said nothing, his gaze fixed on her trembling form on the ground.
Lexie held her breath, every fiber of her being focused on his next words, feeling as though the fate of their fragile connection hung in the balance.
The seconds stretched into an eternity, each heartbeat echoing loudly in her ears.
Finally, Isiah knelt down beside her, his hand gently lifting hers from his leg. He met her tear-filled eyes with a mixture of icy calmness and something deeper, something she couldn't quite decipher.
"I won't leave you here," he murmured, his voice cold and unwavering. "But this... this changes nothing between us, Lexie."
Her heart sank at his words, the weight of his indifference crushing her fragile hope.
Lexie looked into Isiah's eyes for what felt like an eternity, searching for any hint of warmth or understanding.
Her own eyes glistened with unshed tears as she spoke, her voice fragile and filled with raw emotion.
