My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0527

Valerie got out of bed, woken by the insistent hunger of her babies. Her head felt like a tangled mess. She was dizzy, confused, unable to make sense of what was happening. How had her marriage ended up hanging by a thread? And why did she keep seeing Peter?

Years ago, she had accepted that he was gone. She had never seen his body, but from that horrible night onward, she knew he was dead. She knew she shouldn’t torment herself like this, but the strange sensation had taken hold of her. It was suffocating, unrelenting. Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything, but if she couldn’t tell Marcus, who else could she confide in? Now, she realized it had been a mistake–he hadn’t taken it well.

‘Damn it!‘ Her stomach growled loudly.

The night before, she had eaten the soup Camille made, though it had tasted like nothing to her. Camille had insisted, and though her babies nearly made her rush to the bathroom, she reasoned with them, telling them they needed to eat something. It wasn’t pizza or sweets, so naturally, they had rejected it. But in the end, she managed to eat it. Valerie was almost certain one of her babies had inherited Marcus’s habits. She wasn’t a huge fan of pizza or tomato sauce, but now, being pregnant, she craved those things like never before.

to leave Marcus. It didn’t make sense to her. Sure, she and Marcus had been arguing lately,

Knowing him, he was probably at Frederick’s house. That man had become Marcus’s family -his friend, his father. Even Valerie had seen

it because her heart held out hope. She knew Peter was dead. But she was scared–what if the pregnancy was driving her crazy? Valerie thought she needed therapy. Since arriving in Valentia, her emotions had been on

little ones didn’t

had a psychiatrist who helped her work through her childhood issues. If Peter and Caterina hadn’t insisted on her going

went to work. Bills wouldn’t pay themselves. Now, she could afford help, so as soon as she fed her babies, she planned to look for a psychiatrist

the most affected by all of this. She planned to check on him in a bit. If the driver could take them, she didn’t see why they couldn’t leave the house. Since the accident, she hadn’t had a proper conversation with him. The night before, she had been exhausted, and the plan had been to sleep. But after the fight, everything had changed. Camille and Emma had been amazing, but she couldn’t leave all the responsibility to them. She needed to see her little boy–and Serenity, who would probably walk through the door any moment now, ready for

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