To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344: The Future 3

FIA

My voice trembled again, and I hated it. I hated how small I sounded when the fear came through.

She stepped closer until there was barely any space between us. Close enough that I could see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Close enough to notice that even she looked tired.

"You love him," she said.

It was not a question.

"Yes."

The simplicity of it made something inside me crack wider. I loved him. Enough to become something ugly if it meant he would live.

Morrigan exhaled slowly. "And you think you are the only one who sees the threat."

"I think I am the only one who has seen him die," I said.

Her hand lifted as if she meant to touch my face, then hesitated before settling on my shoulder instead. The gesture grounded me more than the bottle ever had.

"You should have told me," she said softly.

"I know." The shame of it burned hotter than the tears had. "I was afraid that if I said it aloud, you would look at me like I was mad. Or worse, that you would believe me."

She gave a faint, humorless smile. "You think I have lived as long as I have without learning to take visions seriously? Plus, I have seen what you can do. Nothing you can say will sound insane anymore."

That almost made me laugh, but the sound died in my throat.

"But protecting my son is not all I need to do now," she continued. "I have to protect you as well. If you do this, if you take this path, there will be consequences."

"I know."

"You say that now," she said, her eyes searching mine. "But knowing and living with it are not the same."

My chest tightened. I thought of blood on my hands. Of the way Cian would look at me if he ever found out the lengths I had gone to in order to save him when and if punishment came for me.

"I would rather he hate me and live," I said quietly, "than love me and die."

The words felt like a confession.

She closed her eyes briefly, as if absorbing that. When she opened them again, there was no anger in them. Only sorrow. And something that looked dangerously close to understanding.

"You are asking me to stand aside," she said.

"I am asking you not to stop me."

That was the truth of it. I did not expect her blessing. I just needed her not to be my obstacle.

She studied me for a long time. Long enough that my breathing began to feel too loud in my own ears.

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