# Chapter 205: Don't Want to Lose Her
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 205 of "Forgotten Wife: Let the Traitors Kneel Down" — a chapter that gently breaks your heart, then pieces it back together with a thread of hope. In this chapter, we step into a tender night of secrets, tears, and brotherly love. Maya finally lets her walls crumble, and Cassian lets his fear take shape into words. So curl up with me, my dear readers, and let's dive into this emotional journey together.
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The night was quiet, but Maya's heart was not. She lay in her bed, teetering on the edge of sleep, when a soft knock startled her awake. It was April — kind, warm, ever attentive April — who poked her head in with a gentle question.
"Can I come in?"
Maya smiled faintly. "Of course, come in."
April glided to her side and sat in the chair nearest the bed, studying Maya's face with a knowing tenderness.
"How are you feeling?" April asked.
"Better," Maya said, but the lie died in her throat under April's penetrating gaze.
Maya sighed, heavy and broken. "Okay, I feel awful. But I'm better than when I arrived."
Without another word, April took Maya's hand and poured in a rich flood of magic — warm, golden energy that pulsed beneath her skin. For a moment, Maya felt a flicker of relief. But only a flicker. The pain, the hollow drain, remained.
April frowned. "My magic doesn't work on you."
"I know."
"Why?"
Maya looked away, wrestling with her own silence. "I'll tell you — but don't tell Cassian. I don't want to worry him."
April made a promise, sealing it with a gentle squeeze of her hand. "Whatever you tell me, it stays a secret."
And so, for the first time since the truth had begun to poison her, Maya opened her mouth and let the ugly words escape.
"My life itself is being drained by the fairy land, or so I was told."
April's brow furrowed. "What?"
"When I made the oath to the queen, my life and soul became bound to her — as well as to the fairy land itself."
"But the queen freed you." April said, confused.
"Once you make that oath, you can't get rid of it. The queen freed me from my chains, but not from the bond that binds me to her."
April's voice rose with fierce determination. "I'll go talk to the fairy queen. I'll make her—"
"That won't do any good. Not even the queen can undo the bond that binds us."
"Then what will happen to you?"
Maya's words came out hollow, resigned. "I will die."
And at that moment, the little fairy who had been haunting Maya's every waking moment fluttered into existence before April, its voice like chime bells singing.
"If she goes back to the land of fairies, that won't happen. When she returns, her energy and vitality will be restored."
"Shut up, pixie," Maya snapped, irritation flashing through her exhaustion.
But April latched onto the fairy's words. "So she should just go back?"
"Yes!" The pixie chirped. "She should just go back. And she will recover. She will live for centuries."
"I'm not going back!" Maya's shout shook the room as she burned the little fairy with a murderous glare.
April turned to her, genuinely puzzled. "Why do you refuse to go back, Maya?"
Maya's voice cracked. "The fairy queen may let me go back. But what this pixie hasn't told you is that she will *never* let me out again. I will have a long life — a whole, endless life — but without Cassian. I don't want that. I want to be with the man I love, even if that won't last long."
Those words sliced the air, and April saw Maya's armor finally fail. She opened her arms, and Maya fell into them. The first real tears came — hot, heavy, endless — as Maya cried for the painful truth she had been drowning in silence. She had been strong for so long that being weak felt like surrender. But mostly, she cried because she was afraid.
Afraid of death.
But even more afraid of living forever without her love.
April held her tightly. The warmth in her arms told Maya she wasn't alone. And in that embrace, April felt a strange kinship — a secret hidden in her own heart that mirrored Maya's pain.
When the storm had finally passed, April whispered, "We will find a way to solve this, Maya. You are not going to die, and you are not going to give up on Cassian."
Maya sniffled, wiping at her cheeks. "I really wish I could believe that. But no matter how hard I try, my reasoning betrays me. Every path leads to the same end."
"I wish I could do something to help you..."
Maya looked at her, truly looked at her, and offered a weak but grateful smile. "You're helping me now. The truth is, this is the first time I've cried since I found out what was happening to me. Since I found out I would never be truly free. I'd been acting strong, and I think that was consuming me. Thank you for listening, and for staying by my side. Now I feel a little better."
April pressed her hand to Maya's. "I'll always be there for you. If you need someone to vent to, or a shoulder to cry on, just say the word."
Maya wiped her final tears. "Thank you, Aby. And if one day you're going through something difficult, I'll be there for you too. I'm good at listening and keeping secrets."
April almost told her then. Almost. The secret she guarded was heavy and had its own thorns. But she saw how fragile Maya was, and she chose to swallow her own confession. "Thank you very much for your offer. One day I will take you up on that."
While the women shared their quiet confession, Cassian found himself under Alessandro's watchful eye.
The moment he stepped into the war room, Alessandro folded him into a fierce embrace, his voice trembling with relief. "I'm glad you're here. I was so worried when you didn't show up. I thought something happened to you."
Cassian held his brother close, and though the distance between them was great, the bond between them remained unbroken. Alessandro was still the overprotective brother he had always loved.
"I'm glad to see you too, brother," Cassian said.
But when they separated, Alessandro's eyes widened in alarm at the dark shadows carved beneath Cassian's gaze. A flicker of panic ran through him — he feared his brother was ill.
"Cass, you look terrible. I'll call the doctor to examine you— no, wait! I'll call April instead."
Cassian grabbed his brother's arm. "No need. I'm fine."
"You look like Death warmed over! How can you say fine?"
"It's just tiredness. The road was long, and I couldn't sleep all night."
Alessandro frowned. "Didn't you use teleportation scrolls to get here?"
Cassian shook his head. "Maya isn't well. I decided to travel by carriage to keep her from worsening, but in the end, I only made her worse. She fainted when we were just about to arrive. April has treated her, but..."
He raked a frustrated hand through his hair — the same old gesture Alessandro remembered from years ago, the one that always meant *I'm at the end of my rope.*
"Please, sit," Alessandro said gently, guiding him to a chair. He poured a cup of tea, and when the warmth settled into Cassian's hands, he asked, "What's wrong, brother?"
"I don't know what's wrong with Maya. She's not okay, but she keeps trying to hide it from me. I asked her several times to come see April, but she refused, saying it wasn't necessary. And I think April's magic hasn't done much for her."
"Maybe it's your imagination," Alessandro soothed. "April's magic is capable of reviving a dying person. You've seen it."
"Yes, and that's what scares me. If what Maya has is something not even April can cure... I don't want to lose her, Lessan."
Alessandro placed a heavy, grounding hand on his brother's shoulder. "That's not going to happen. You're not going to lose her. April will be able to cure her. Be a little patient — I'm sure she'll be as good as new tomorrow."
"And if not? What will I do?"
"Stop thinking negatively. Think that she'll be okay."
Cassian bowed his head, haunted by his own shadow. "I hope so... because I can't imagine a life without her anymore."
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter was an emotional masterpiece. Watching Maya's facade crack and finally let her pain spill out was both devastating and cathartic. The friendship between April and Maya glows here — not as a rescue, but as a quiet refuge. We also see a different side of Cassian: not the powerful, commanding man we're used to, but a husband trembling with the fear of losing his world. The depth of love between him and Maya is so raw, so tangible, that you can almost feel it in your chest. The writing gently balances sorrow with love, despair with determination. A beautifully painful chapter that leaves you desperately hoping for light.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
The tension is rising. Now that Cassian has confessed his darkest fear, and April knows the secret of Maya's bond, the next chapter is bound to bring an all-out quest for a cure — one that might lead them into the very heart of the fairy land. But there's danger lurking in every direction: will the fairy queen intervene? Will Cassian discover the full truth behind Maya's oath? And what about April's own secret that she keeps buried? I predict an alliance, a daring plan, and possibly a confrontation that will change everything. With Maya's life hanging in the balance, the next chapter promises a storm.
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