"Your mind was a battlefield. Flashbacks, panic attacks, days when you couldn't breathe without shaking. And I was there. I sat through every therapy session, every uncomfortable silence in those sterile little rooms while you tried to stitch your soul back together. I never left. I didn't even blink."
She swallowed hard as her eyes burned.
"I wiped your tears, Jason. I was the one who stayed when everyone else backed away."
Her voice cracked—but the fury behind it was sharp enough to cut the air between them.
"And now you have the nerve—the audacity—to stand here and tell me you only ever loved Eliana? After everything I did to pull you back from the edge?"
The last words trembled off her tongue like a wound she wasn't ready to admit she had.
