C165 Why are you so careless?

"What?" I gasped, fixing my gaze on him, a mixture of disbelief and horror etched across my face.

"Yes, Elena," Paul acknowledged, closing his eyes as if lost in a dark memory. The weight of his confession hung heavily in the room, a suffocating reality I struggled to grasp.

He continued, smiling, "but you were looking so lovely in that dress and that necklace," his words