Ning held Xuan's shaking head, her own tears falling into his dark hair. "I love you, I love you, I love you," she chanted, a mantra of desperation. She felt a profound sense of misery—she was being framed, and the man she loved was too blinded by his own passion to see the truth. She looked at the door, knowing that her family was still outside, waiting to hand her over to the Wei family. The pressure was immense. She felt like she was being crushed between two tectonic plates. "I will prove it to you," she whispered to the sobbing man. "I will stay here until you believe me." Xuan looked up, his eyes filled with a terrifying mix of hope and suspicion. "You won't leave? Even if your father disowns you? Even if the world calls me a monster?" Ning nodded, her heart heavy with the sacrifice. "I am already yours. There is nowhere else for me to go." But even as they held each other, the shadow of the Wei family loomed over the villa, their next move already in motion.
