Chapter 129
Choi Jihun
I shrug on a robe and sit at the edge of the bed, the fabric rustling against my skin. The chamber is quiet now, the last echoes of the banquet fading behind the heavy doors. Lina was led away by attendants earlier—probably to wash as well, and help her out of those robes.
I feel… different.
Lighter.
Married.
The thought makes my leg bounce against the polished floor, restless. My gaze drifts down to my wrist where the limiter bracelet gleams faintly, seamlessly melded into my skin.
I flex my hand, testing it again. It's incredible. I pride myself on controlling my strength, but there was always a voice in the back of my head reminding me to be careful, reminding me I could crush what I loved if I wasn't cautious.
But now? With this…
I can let go.
I can give all of myself to Lina without fear of hurting her.
My wife.
Ha. That word still feels too big in my chest. Wife.
