Chapter 97 Too Weak

• Celine POV
• I shake my head, my grip tightening around the stem. “The flower only lives for seventy-two hours once a blossom is pulled,” I explain, urgency lacing my voice. “I can’t delay. If I wait too long, it’ll wither, and we’ll lose our chance.”
• Jonathan doesn’t move his hand. His amber eyes lock onto mine, stern yet gentle. “You don’t understand. You’re pushing yourself too far. Do you even realize how much time has passed?”