Chapter 861

"Let go." Vivian's voice was hoarse, her eyes rimmed red.

Ethan's knuckles turned white as he gripped her wrist. "No."

She struggled backward, only to be yanked against his chest.

His scorching breath fanned her ear. "What spell has that Deross bastard cast on you?"

"You're insane!" Vivian winced from his bruising hold.

Bloodshot eyes locked onto hers. "Yes. I lost my mind the moment you chose him over me."

The boarding announcement echoed through the terminal.

Vivian checked her watch. "Five minutes left."

By the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ethan studied her bare face.

The oversized hoodie and loose hair shouldn't have captivated him—yet they did.

"Must you go?" His voice cracked.

She turned away. "We're over."

"But you—"

"That was the past." She cut him off. "Stop lying to yourself."

Ethan laughed suddenly, thumb brushing her damp eyelid. "Then why are you crying?"

Vivian recoiled.

Final boarding call sounded.

"Enough." As she pivoted, cold metal pressed against her nape.

The world tilted. Through the haze, she saw Ethan's desperate gaze.

"Forgive me." He caught her collapsing form, cradling her bridal-style. "This time, I'll keep you—even if I have to chain you down."