Chapter 120

ELIJAH’S POV I didn’t know how long I had been running. The cool night air burned my lungs, my pulse hammering against my skull, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I needed space—needed to breathe. But no matter how far I went, the truth followed me like a shadow, whispering in my ears, taunting me with the weight of what I had just learned. I should go back. I should face her. Face both of them. But I couldn’t. Because this changed everything. Tony and Colin’s arguing still rang in my ears, their voices a constant reminder of what I had left behind. They were trying to make sense of it, trying to come up with a plan, but I had no room in my head for strategies or solutions. Because for the first time in my life—I didn’t know what to do. I had spent years watching Valeria grow into the warrior she was today. I had admired every step she took out of her shell, breaking free from the chains of her past. She had endured suffering, betrayal, and unimaginable loss, yet she had never once let it