Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 447 Yura’s Has a Change of Heart.

Timothy’s POV:

+8 Pearls

Lying in my hospital bed, I scrolled through the news on my phone, trying to kill time. The moment I saw Ryan’s name trending, a sense of unease crept into my heart.

I tapped on the link, and what I saw made my blood run cold–Ryan proposing at Rivemon Airport. The person he was proposing to was…

Yura.

The angle of the photos was a little tricky, but they were clear enough. I zoomed in, and there was no mistaking it–it was Yura’s face.

My heart plummeted.

It turned out Yura had moved on.

I stared at the picture, unable to look away. Ryan was holding a bouquet, and the scene seemed blindingly dazzling in my eyes–so dazzling it almost felt like mockery.

My gaze dropped to my bandaged right leg. A tangled mess of emotions tightened in my chest, suffocating

me.

Maybe this scenario is for the best. I’m a cripple now, and I won’t be holding her back anymore.

Heidi’s POV:

acting distant. Every time he came

frustration, my phone rang

was as cold as ever, laced with command. “It’s been a

how many years had passed, Everett’s voice always had

It’s not ready yet. Just give me a little more time. I’ve been trying to talk to Caden about it, but every time I bring it up, he dodges the topic. I can’t even get into

say this one last time–that’s your problem.” Everett’s tone darkened, his words carrying an undeniable threat. “Heidi, you may have the patience to wait for Caden to come around, but I don’t. You have three days. If I don’t have

dial tone rang in my

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days, even when Caden was home. If I hadn’t

marry Caden quickly. I was willing to

Caden’s POV:

evening, I found Heidi in the dining room, setting the table–dressed in a black lace nightgown. The fabric clung to her curves,

with half a brain could

to the couch, grabbed a jacket, and draped it over her shoulders. “You shouldn’t wear so little. You’ll catch a

she saw me. She reached for my hand and slowly guided it to her waist. “You’re finally home.” She

around my waist, resting her head against my

picked up the jacket and placed

and headed upstairs. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the flicker of disappointment on her

p.m. that night, I slipped out of the bedroom and into the living room, quietly opening the door to check if Heidi was still asleep. She was. At last, I