Chapter 72 ~ A shattered soul

ATHENA

The weight of his words presses down on me like a crushing avalanche, suffocating me with each syllable. His words... his accusations... they pierce through my already fragile heart like daggers.

The pain from labor suddenly feels numb as compared to how much he has injured me.

"Not his face, and certainly not his grave."

The pain that erupts in me is unimaginable.

I can't breathe.

It feels like the air is stolen from my lungs, the very oxygen I need to survive now out of reach.

I look down at the divorce papers he's just thrown at me, the words on the page blurring as my tears pool in my eyes. My vision goes foggy. Everything around me seems distant, unreal, like I'm watching this whole scene unfold from far away.

Did he really just say that? Did he truly believe that I could kill our son? That I could willingly harm the child I carried for so long?

I don't know how much time passes. It feels like a lifetime in this silence, this unbearable stillness.

The tension between us, thick and suffocating, builds with every passing second, my heartbeat hammering in my chest. But it's not my heartbeat that I hear. It's the sound of my own soul breaking, shattering, splintering under the weight of his accusations.

"Alex, please..." I whisper again, my voice raw, fragile. I try to reach for him, but he takes a step back, his face contorted with disgust.

He turns, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the quiet room as he heads for the door. I don't know how to stop him. I don't know how to make him understand that I didn't do this.

I would never do this.

I want to scream, to run after him, but I can't bring myself to move. The pain is too much, the reality of what's happening too overwhelming. I don't want to lose him. I don't want to lose Rayen, even though he's already gone.

"Alex, please." I plead.

I live with myself if

This is cruel!

my tone. But he doesn't stop. He doesn't even

I am left standing in the wreckage of everything

just minutes ago. What happened? What changed him into this

onto the bed, clutching the divorce papers in my hands as

will fix this. Nothing will bring Rayen back. Nothing will heal the wounds that

with nothing but the echoes of his

where my son's smile should have

now, each one a bitter reminder

whisper into

if anyone

to his senses. I'm angry, broken, and shattered, but I also feel hopeless with no one to

felt so lonely since my parents passed. I feel like no matter how much I explain, no one will hear

the thought of it sinks my heart

become so hard and complicated? How come I never have anyone to lean on when my

my downfall. Was I a criminal or a great sinner in my past life that nothing

fall as my shoulders shake while I

It doesn't.

nurse, not a doctor and not a single

I know he will do whatever

for a lie I can't explain myself

down, unable to go back on the bed and I don't know how long passes when the door

muscle in my body locking in place

stutters in my

of hope and

expect

a stranger

vel

sostarkly different from Alex's and

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