Chapter 158: Nowhere Else To Go

Clairessa's POV

The road blurred before me as tears streamed down my face, the ache in my chest intensifying with each passing second.

My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary, trying to keep myself together.

The image of Gabriel-naked and asleep, with Tina beside him-kept flashing through my mind as I navigated the streets.

I actually caught him. With her.

And to make it worse, he used that same tired line: "It's not what you think."

Did he really think I was that naive?

Maybe I was for ever thinking he was any different from his lying, cheating father.

Like father, like son. Cheats. Heartbreakers.

I thought he was different. I believed him when he said he loved me- wholeheartedly.

I should've listened to that voice in my head-the one that warned me not to fall

for him, that told me to stop believing there was anything real between us.

I should've stuck to the plan: get back at Adrian and walk away.

But I didn't. I let my guard down. I let myself believe.

And the worst part? I'd been feeling guilty for not telling him the truth about

Adrian, about the revenge plan.

Meanwhile, he was the one betraying me the entire time.

I was a fool. A lovesick, blind fool.

I wiped my face with the back of my hand, a dry snort escaping me.

But just as I turned into the driveway, I slammed on the brakes.

What the hell?

Red and blue lights flashed across the pavement, and smoke filled the sky. Neighbors gathered outside in small groups, their faces tight with worry. A fire truck rumbled nearby.

I parked hastily, jumping out before the engine even came to a full stop.

"What's going on?" I muttered, my voice trembling as I rushed toward the building. But before I could get far, a firefighter stepped in front of me, blocking my path.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. We're still trying to contain the fire-no one's allowed inside right now. It's not safe."

"My apartment..." My voice cracked. "I live here."

"We've evacuated everyone," he said calmly. "We're doing all we can."

"Oh my God," I whispered, the devastation of seeing it up close worse than I imagined.

Blackened windows, water streaming from hoses above, smoke rising into the sky. I stared in horror.

Everything I'd worked so hard to build-my laptop, my clothes, my certificates, my childhood photos, my life. Gone. Just like that. Gone.

hit me. My knees threatened to give out.

staggered, nearly falling, until a pair of arms steadied me. I blinked

holding

morning. I never imagined I'd come home to this," I whispered, staring at the chaos around

with emotion. "Oh, my dear. What's happening to us is horrible, but we have to be grateful we

offering some comfort. She was right.

was

"Everyone's safe... right?"

quickly. "We were lucky. Johnny-the boy from the next

swallowed hard. "Do they know how the

the damage is concentrated on one wing. But no one's allowed in yet until they do a proper

know what to say. I just stood there, feeling like I'd been hit by

being called, cutting through

"Clairessa!"

and

Adrian?

toward me, slightly out of breath, concern etched across his face. "Claire, are you alright?" he asked, his

fine..." I managed. "What are

Adrian with a warm smile.

gesture as she

okay," he said, nodding

how did you even know

Amusement? "Let's just

seriously?" I scolded. "Are you monitoring

movement.

on you."

that's insane! And not

together anymore. You don't

like some prince here to rescue the poor

for a second," he said calmly. "But today? Right now? You

fire. Where else do you plan to

The

the second.

"I'll figure it out."

he said gently.

Adrian, but I don't need your help. I just... I just

to what?" he pressed. "To stand here alone in the cold while you figure out your next

my phone. "I'll call

I lifted the phone to

I dialed.

Voicemail.

I tried again.

Voicemail.

heart sank further. I could feel Adrian's eyes

"Let me guess, you can't reach

but the answer was written all over

also guessing your wallet,

everything important-was in there?"

the burned-out

there," he added with a

stepping back, needing distance—space

"I don't

turned away, pacing a few steps, my head

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