Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 162

The general's gaze hardened, his eyes brimming with quiet anguish.

"Did you ever love me?" he demanded.

"Never," Samantha answered.

A bitter smile curved his lips as his sword flashed in the dim light. The blade cut across Samantha's throat.

She didn't dodge the attack. Her lips parted in the faintest smile. It was the smile of heartbreaking beauty.

This was the ending she'd chosen and the culmination of every sacrifice. She had served her country with honor and remained loyal to her brother to the end.

Yet, the general was the only person she had wronged.

On the stage, their final act unfolded with tragic grace. The dim lights caught Samantha as she swayed, her strength failing.

Though a dagger protruded from his chest, the general stepped forward, catching her collapsing form with steady arms. Even though they were enemies on the battlefield, they couldn't control their love for each other.

As their lives came to an end, they clung to each other—one last embrace—as the distant war drums echoed, signaling the continuation of the war.

The stage erupted into chaos as soldiers surged forward, their blades clashing in brutal succession. They were mere pawns in this unrelenting war.

The actors' powerful performance completely immersed the audience in the story. As they watched the tragic final scene unfold, many spectators couldn't hold back their tears, quietly wiping their eyes in the darkened theater.

The ending was too cruel.

As the curtain fell, Samantha and the male lead emerged with the full cast, bowing to the thunderous applause. Yet some spectators remained trapped in the story, their sobs mingling with the roaring cheers.

"Magnificent!"

"That was next-level acting!"