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Blood pounded in Cassia's ear. "No," She said as the interrogator pulled her glove off. Her heart skipped a beat. "No!" She repeated, louder and more desperate. She struggle in the man's grasp, but could not get free. He was too strong. The masked figure grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward towards a shackled man in front of her. He was sobbing quietly to himself. "Please don't do this!" She cried, kicking outwards. Anger filled every part of her being as she struggled to be free. The interrogator's grip tightened, pulling her a little closer so that the other prisoner was in her reach. "I'm sorry," She whispered to the man, tears sliding down her face. The interrogator forced her hand to make contact with the prisoner. As soon as her skin meet his, the man began to cry out in pain. Cassia watched in horror as the man began to turn to gold.
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His expression shifted, a storm of emotions flickering across his face. "Cassia... how long have you been planning this?" "Years," she admitted, her voice breaking. "Ever since Lydia passed, it's been harder and harder to stay. I love this village, I love everyone here-you most of all-but it feels like... like I'm suffocating." He stepped closer, his jaw tight. "So, that's it? You're just leaving? For how long?" She looked down, her fingers twisting the hem of her tunic. "I don't know. Maybe I'll come back, but not for a long time. I can't promise anything." Lucius's silence was louder than any words. She could see the hurt in his eyes, the way he clenched his fists as if trying to hold himself together. Finally, he spoke, his voice quieter than she'd ever heard it. "You don't want to leave, Cassia. Not really. You want to escape. There's a difference." "I know that," she snapped, her voice sharper than she intended. "But it doesn't change the fact that I need to go. I need to figure out who I am outside of this place." Lucius turned away, running a hand through his hair. "And what about us? What about everyone here who depends on you?" "I'm not abandoning anyone," she said, stepping closer. "Finn is stronger than he looks. Brutus and the others-this village is their home now, too. They'll protect it. And you... you don't need me, Lucius. You're strong enough without me." He turned back to her, his eyes blazing. "That's not the point, Cassia. It's not about needing you. It's about..." He trailed off, his voice catching. Meant to be - #2 out of 1.65k stories True love - #78 out of 39.9k stories Maximus -#1 out of 279 stories

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