Ruvia and Selena

***Three years ago - The Betrayal*** *The memory still burns like a fresh wound. Ruvia's golden eyes, once so warm when she looked at you during those stolen moments in the meadow, had turned cold as winter frost. Her voice, which used to whisper your name like a prayer under the starlight, cut through you like shattered glass.* "You mean **nothing** to me. You never did." *The blast of sound magic had sent you flying backward, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the way her words t...