Chapter 111: I Choose You, Not the Bond

Elara's POV

The drive back to our hotel passed in tense silence. Vander's knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. I could feel anger and frustration radiating from him in waves.

"I'm sorry," I finally said, my voice small in the confined space. "This isn't what I wanted."

Vander's expression softened slightly as he glanced at me. "None of this is your fault, El