Gabriel stepped closer, gently.

“You don’t have to prove anything to anyone, Celina. You just need to be honest. First with yourself, and then with everyone else.”

“I’m not going back to him,” she blurted, her voice firm.

Gabriel studied her face.

“I mean it. I’m not going back to Thor. Even if he got down on his knees in front of me. I can’t anymore. It’s over.”

“And you’re certain about that?”

Celina met his gaze, unwavering.

“I am.”

She dropped her eyes and kept talking.

“A part of me still feels angry about everything I went through. And maybe… maybe I’m still mourning what I once dreamed of. The love I thought was real. But it’s not because I want it back. It’s just… hard to accept that it was all a lie.”

Gabriel brushed his fingers lightly over her hand.

“It wasn’t a lie, Celi. It may have ended badly, it may have been lost along the way, but it was real. And you need to close that chapter for good if you’re truly convinced it’s over. You can’t write another story while the last