After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 120

Nora said nothing as she turned away, trying to put as much distance between them as possible, but Arnold’s voice stopped her.

“Grandma knows about us getting a divorce.”

Nora stilled for a second before responding, her voice calm. “It’s good to know.”

At least now, there would be no more forced meetings, no more fake smiles, no more pretending, Arnold’s grandmother had always been the one pulling the strings, trying to orchestrate reconciliation between them. But now, with the truth out, that exhausting charade could finally end.

A faint sigh escaped her lips, but she said nothing more.

They left the hallway in silence, walking side by side yet worlds apart. The tension between them was almost tangible, filled with unsaid words and unresolved emotions.

As they neared the dining hall, Nora stepped on a puddle of water she hadn’t noticed. The moment her foot slipped, a sharp intake of breath left her lips, her body tilting dangerously to the side.

Before she could hit the ground, strong hands caught her.

Arnold.

His grip was firm but not rough, steadying her before she could fall.

For a second, she felt the heat of his touch, a reminder of how familiar this used to be. But the moment passed quickly.

Nora pulled away immediately, straightening herself with a muttered, “I’m fine.”

Arnold let go just as quickly, his expression unreadable.

Neither of them said anything.

But someone else had seen.

when his gaze landed on them. He exhaled slowly, watching the scene

yet there was something

just indifference–it was the kind of distance that only came after once knowing someone deeply. A past that

around with Linda more than once, and he had always assumed that Linda was the one Arnold wanted. But now, watching the way Nora and Arnold stood so rigidly apart, yet

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wasn’t so sure.

his cigarette, Dalton chuckled to

Interesting.

Nora and Leo arrived at the studio. She was ready to immerse herself in work, but the moment she stepped inside, she

had been

lanterns hung from the ceiling, casting intricate silhouettes along the walls. The long communal table was laden with festive dishes–wild game stew,

in surprise. “Wow, that looks

moment before realization dawned

soon?”

nodded slowly. She had lost track of the days, but of course, winter

Long ago, it marked the transition from winter’s harsh survival to the promise of spring. It was a time of renewal, a

strength of the

in everyone’s faces. People laughed, exchanged stories,

spread in her chest.

a little while, she allowed herself to be swept up in the celebration, momentarily pushing aside the thoughts that usually

to a close, Nora stepped out

city was alive with the festival’s energy. Lanterns lined the pathways, their glow casting soft golden hues over the snow–dusted ground. Musicians played lively tunes, children

in full swing, and the city pulsed with life.

the heart of the festival. Street performers dressed

their cheeks flushed from the cold, ran through the crowds, holding small wooden

around