Chapter 535

The blood pouring from Declan's wound stained the hem of my white dress, turning it a deep red. Despite the overwhelming sight of his blood and the gravity of the situation, Declan still managed to smile at me, his expression soft and reassuring.

"Serena, it's okay. Don't cry," he said gently, trying to comfort me even as his life was slipping away.

Ivy, clearly caught off guard, couldn't believe