Lyssa's POV:

“Please…” I sobbed, gripping his hands tightly, my eyes filled with tears, begging him not to leave me alone. He towered over me, his expression unreadable as he seemed torn between staying and going. But as he made a move to walk away, I couldn't bear it and held onto his legs, pleading once more. "Please..."

He sighed in frustration, running a hand through his hair before finally relenting. "Fine," he uttered, giving in to my plea. A wave of relief washed over me, my ...