Lysander had been carrying a weight of guilt, fully aware that Thalassa blamed him for the events that had transpired.

"Before I lost consciousness, the promise I made to you, you didn't take it to heart, did you?"

Three years ago, he had risked his life to save Thalassa, and right before falling into a coma, he told her that from then on, they would be even. He owed his life to her mother, and with his latest act, they were squared away.

"I didn't," Thalassa started to object.

Lysander said, "You've looked after me for three years, hired the best doctors to cure my illness. Don't you think, with all this care and the effort in finding a doctor, that I owe you?"

"I"

"And today, you got hurt trying to save me. Doesn't that add to my debt?" Lysander's deep, probing eyes fixated on her, his questions firing one after another.

of questions, Thalassa felt even more flustered, her well-prepared arguments slipping away, leaving her unsure of how to respond. "You don't owe me anything." After struggling

up, it wasn't your choice to leave, but my grandfather who asked you to go. Why didn't you tell me?" Lysander, seemingly ignoring her defense, continued to press. Thalassa's eyes widened in shock and surprise as she looked into

Lysander who had

thought it was your decision." Thalassa felt a weight lift off her

the misunderstanding

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only took care of him to repay a debt and that her obligation ended when he recovered, implying there was no need for her to stay at Royal Estates. She had been under such a misconception, uttering those words out

couldn't wait

an epiphany, nodding

so cold towards her in

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