"No," he answered simply.
Silence again.
Jay leaned back slightly, his crimson eyes fixed on her neither cold nor warm, simply observing. Liv finally looked up, meeting his gaze. Something inside her chest stirred faintly… like an echo from another life.
"You suddenly accepted everything after refusing so many times," he said quietly.
Liv's lips curved slightly.
"Should I have refused again?"
Jay paused for a moment before giving a faint nod.
"Perhaps. I thought you might change your mind."
"I'm already wearing this," Liv lifted her hand, showing the ring on her finger. "So, nothing will change."
He said nothing, but his gaze lingered on her hand.
"It fits perfectly," she added softly. "I should thank you for that."
And somehow, those simple words carried more weight than a thousand others.
They continued their meal in silence two figures sharing one table, separated not by distance, but by time, secrets, and something neither could name.
