Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Leaving The Trauma Behind

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 17. Leaving The Trauma Behind

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‘I woke up, my arms instinctively reaching out for Gabriel, but the side of the bed where he slept was empty. A wave of disappointment hit me as I realized he was gone. The memories of last night started flooding back, and I tried to push away the thoughts of that horrible man, Marco. The fear and pain he had inflicted still lingered in my mind.

If Gabriel hadn’t arrived in time, who knows what Marco might have done? I shuddered at the thought but quickly pushed it away.

It felt like all my hopes were crashing before they even began. I couldn’t help but feel sad, knowing today was the last day of the trip, and we still hadn’t secured an investor. But I didn’t want to dwell on the negatives.

I needed to focus on the fact that I was safe. And it was all thanks to Gabriel. He had rescued and

defended me in a way no one ever had.

There was a tenderness in him I hadn’t seen before. His warmth, his strength–that was what I wanted to

remember.

With Gabriel’s arms around me, I had slept like a baby. It was the first real rest I’d had in what felt like forever. My fingers softly caressed the spot where Gabriel had lain, inhaling the musky scent he left behind.

That’s when I noticed the note on the pillow beside me. I picked it up and read it. His handwriting was bold and somewhat beautiful… it was so him.

I hope you were able to sleep well. I’m sorry I had to leave, but breakfast is served. Get some rest–we’ll be leaving soon.

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-Gabriel Storm

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on the table. It was

Despite everything, he was all I wanted right now. The tenderness he had shown me last

to what it would be like to spend just one night with him. Maybe if I gave in to this desire, it would finally rid me of the cravings I felt

hadn’t forgotten that. Adrian had hurt me deeply, and all I wanted was to hurt him right back. Gabriel was a major part of that plan, whether he knew it or

I had made up my mind to leave behind

just yet. I had to focus on the

the door and walked in. “How do you feel?” he asked, his eyes filled with the same tenderness

managing a

as he brushed a

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a therapist… she’s really good.”

think I need one,” I said, a bit defensively. The thought of sharing intimate details about myself with someone else didn’t sit well

let me know.” He

his, our eyes locking briefly. “You don’t

took the luggage and walked toward the door. I glanced around the room quickly, making sure I wasn’t

on the phone in French, and once the call ended, his expression turned into a tense

happened?” I asked

last night, just before the cops arrived,” he said, his voice tight with frustration. His jaw clenched, and I could see the strain on his face. He was trying to

for a moment, but I forced myself to remain calm. “It’s alright,” I said quietly, resting my

find him. And when

voice, a protectiveness that both touched and

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burden of my vengeance on his shoulders. I didn’t want him to feel responsible for my pain. “Mr. Storm,” I began, choosing my words carefully, “I’ve decided to leave the horrifying experience

admiration in his eyes. “How can you be so forgiving and calm after everything?” he asked, his voice low as if he

myself. “I don’t forgive that psycho as a favor to him,” I explained. “I do it for myself. If I truly want to move on,

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