After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

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The silence between Arnold and Nora was thick, stretching between them like an invisible wall neither wanted to cross.

It wasn’t the comfortable kind of quiet they had once shared, nor was it the cold, sharp silence of an argument. It was something else entirely–heavy, suffocating, filled with unspoken thoughts and lingering regrets.

Nora sat in the car on the return trip, she looked out the window and didn’t notice Arnold looking at him thoughtfully.

“I have things to do, I have to leave first in a few minutes.” Arnold glanced at his watch, “Til have the driver take you home.”

Nora simply nodded, not bothering to ask where he was going. What was the point? She had long stopped expecting answers

from him.

Arnold hesitated for a brief second as if expecting her to say something–maybe a question, maybe a complaint–but she

remained silent.

Taking that as her answer, he turned and walked out, the soft click of the door the only sound breaking the stillness.

As soon as he was gone, Nora let out a slow breath, pressing her fingers against her temples. The silence felt different now. Not heavy, not suffocating–just empty.

Then, her phone rang.

The name flashing on the screen made her brows furrow slightly.

**Vincent.*

Her divorce attorney.

She hesitated for only a moment before answering. “Vincent.”

“There’s been a development,” his voice was direct, professional. “Arnold’s side wants to revise the divorce agreement. They’re offering you additional properties–worth hundreds of millions of dollars.”

For a moment, Nora didn’t respond. She stared at the floor, her grip on the phone tightening slightly.

Hundreds of millions?

She wasn’t sure if she should be surprised, insulted, or indifferent. Was this Arnold’s version of closure? A final settlement for their years together?

I understand,” she finally said.

Vincent paused, as if expecting her to react differently, but when she offered nothing more, he sighed. “I’ll send you the details. Let me know how you want to proceed.”

Nora ended the call without another word.

She sat in silence, staring at the phone in her hand, before placing it face down on the coffee table.

**This is what you wanted, isn’t it?**

Then why did it feel like something was pressing down on her chest?

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The next day. Nora visited her grandmother again. The hospital corridors smelled of antiseptic, the cool air making the sterile environment even more impersonal. Yet, in the midst of this cold atmosphere, she found warmth in the presence of the old woman who had always cared for her.

But just as she stepped out of the car, she noticed a familiar figure standing by the parking lot.

Linda.

Dressed elegantly in a fitted coat, her arms crossed, Linda was leaning against her car, her expression unreadable as she looked straight at Nora.

Nora’s lips curled into a faint smirk.

**Why does she keep coming here when Grandma doesn’t even want to see her?**

Was it stubbornness? A desperate need to prove something? Or was it all just an act?

Nora didn’t spare her another glance as she walked into the hospital. She had no energy to waste on pointless exchanges.

Inside, she found her grandmother sitting up in bed, a soft smile appearing when she saw Nora.

“You came,” the old woman said, relief in her voice.

Nora sat beside her, gently adjusting the blanket. “How

for a while, the conversation light, comforting. But in the back of Nora’s

arrived yet.

was still outside.

told her that was no

Arnold finally walked in an hour later, his expression was neutral, but there was something distant about him. He didn’t look like a man who had just arrived at a hospital. He

somewhere else first.

comment on it.

need

her grandmother, ever perceptive, noticed the tension. She glanced between them before

dinner.”

A flicker of conflict passed

he could respond, Nora smoothly cut in. “Don’t bother. I’ve already made plans with a friend.”

nodding. “At least see her

walked with

air seeped in from the glass entrance, but the chill in the atmosphere between them had nothing to do with the temperature

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a familiar

“Hey!”

to see **Harrison**, his book bag slung over

just happened!” he said, practically bouncing.

her fingers curling slightly.

slightly, watching the boy with mild

why are you so calm? Don’t you know my goddess?”

reply, but the

this conversation. The weight

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between Arnold and Nora was thick, stretching between them like

kind of quiet they had once shared, nor was it the cold, sharp silence of an

in the car on the return trip, she looked out

first in a few minutes.” Arnold glanced at his watch, “Til have the driver

where he was going. What was the point? She had long stopped expecting answers

from him.

as if expecting her to say

remained silent.

her answer, he turned and walked out, the soft click

breath, pressing her fingers against her temples. The silence felt different now. Not

phone

the screen made

**Vincent.*

Her divorce attorney.

hesitated for only a

was direct, professional. “Arnold’s side wants to revise the divorce agreement. They’re

moment, Nora didn’t respond. She stared at the floor,

Hundreds of millions?

surprised, insulted, or indifferent. Was this Arnold’s version of closure? A final settlement for their years

understand,” she

offered nothing more, he sighed. “I’ll send you the

the call

phone in her hand, before placing it face down on

what you wanted, isn’t it?**

feel like something was pressing down on her chest?

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sterile environment even more impersonal. Yet, in the midst of this cold atmosphere, she found warmth in the presence of the old woman

she noticed a familiar figure standing

Linda.

coat, her arms crossed, Linda was leaning against her car, her expression unreadable as she looked straight at

lips curled into a

she keep coming here when Grandma doesn’t even

it stubbornness? A desperate need to prove something?

as she walked into the hospital. She

her grandmother sitting up in bed, a