Chapter 37: Golden Dragon Eyes

Ophelia felt as if the ground beneath her had crumbled away. Her heart plummeted into the abyss of her stomach, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably. The sight before her was nothing short of terrifying—Nikolai's back, adorned with the intricate tattoo of a dragon whose golden eyes she recognized all too well. Those eyes... they were her own. Nikolai, sensing her distress, slowly turned to face her. As he did, his hair cascaded down, partially obscuring the tattoo. His expression was unreadable, a mask of calm indifference, but Ophelia could sense the weight of the moment. "This..." Her voice wavered as she struggled to find the words. "This is how deep the connection goes?" Nikolai remained silent, offering her no words of comfort or explanation. What could he possibly say? He knew this revelation was inevitable, yet he had never prepared himself for how it would play out. An apology seemed futile. Unable to process the swirling emotions within her, Ophelia dropped her he