Chapter 156: conflicted Between Chasing After Her Letting Go

Gabriel's POV

As Clairessa walked out, I stood frozen—caught between chasing after her or

letting her go.

And I let her go.

Even though it felt like someone had reached into my chest and torn my heart out

without mercy.

The last look on her face—God, I'd never forget it. That raw, agonizing pain in her

eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks.

I did that.

All because I let my emotions override every ounce of reason I had.

Because of a fucking photo. One I didn't even trust. I reacted without thinking.

Without proof. Without giving her the benefit of the doubt.

I let it poison everything. Let suspicion consume me. Let anger drive me—and

now? God, now I might've destroyed the one good thing I had.

I may have just destroyed the only real chance at love I've ever had. At

happiness. At peace.

"Fuck..." I muttered, dragging both hands through my hair, fingers tangling in the

strands like I could burn the frustration out through my scalp.

But nothing made sense anymore.

Flashes from the night before hit me like a brutal tide. Standing Clairessa up on

the rooftop. Ignoring her messages. Driving to The Cave, letting the music drown

out my thoughts.

The burn of alcohol. The lights. The strippers. Tina.

Meeting her. Drinking. Letting her get close.

Bringing her here.

I remembered the strip tease. Her grinding on me. Her hands roaming as she

undressed me—lips on my skin, fingers tugging off my shirt... then reaching

lower, fumbling with my pants... my briefs.

And after that—nothing. Just a blank space.

dreading

by the door, arms loosely crossed over her chest, biting her lip

know what to

Like she was sorry.

she knew exactly what was running through

happened last night?" I asked, my voice hoarse.

didn't..."

it. The words refused to come out. My

hear her say it. I needed

Clairessa—physically.

Gabriel," she interrupted, raising a hand. "You were

it."

her, the words barely

"What?"

mean... I tried," she admitted, looking away.

work on you back in

said firmly. "You passed out right after

half-naked from dancing—I just lay down

happened."

relief leaving

loosening just a

and offered a faint, sympathetic

what you

stepped closer,

now, "I

I draw the line at

drunk man who

mumbling another woman's name."

at her,

I whispered, floored by the idea that even through the haze

stayed

"Over and over. You kept saying her name—Clairessa. It

of heartbreaking

paused, then

seeing her so

pain on

she

apart too...

couldn't go

night. You should probably

the

happened between us."

my mouth to respond, but my voice cracked. I

too

me," I said quietly. "I

I hadn't slept

It didn't matter.

Didn't undo what Clairessa saw

face. The betrayal she must've

And the worst part?

She just looked at me like I

I'd turned into someone she could never

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