Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 0134

Chapter 0134

Now, how can I supposed to face Cara...?

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Cara's POV

My home is finally quiet again.

I've driven my brothers and Alaric out of my room, and now I collapse onto my sofa, too drained to return to my bed.

I don't want to go back to the bed-it'll remind me of last night. Of the way Alaric touched me, the way we made love after I drunkenly gave in. Of the mistake that started it all.

Leaning back into the cushions, I grab a large, soft pillow and hug it tightly to my chest. I reach for the remote, hoping a mindless soap opera might distract me.

The room fills with noise once more, the sound of young actors playing out a melodramatic campus romance.

["Oh, Nina, my darling, I can't live without you!" "Oh, Enzo, me too! Even if my father forbids it, I'll stay by your side forever!"]

The aroma of food wafts over from the table, where a lunch box sits. It's a gift from my brothers, a peace offering to make up for earlier. Inside, I find warm pizza, burgers, fries, and fried chicken-exactly what I need right now. I feel a pang of guilt for yelling at my brothers earlier, but I'm too tired to deal with that right now. I need to be alone.

Just for a little while.

Let me have some quiet. Let me have some think.

I don't drink, and I don't want to start again. The soap opera continues in the background, its overly cheerful couple glued together in an exaggerated kiss.

["I love you, Nina..."]

a passion that feels almost convincing. I stare

I think of Alaric.

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Cara." He kneels before me, velvet box

cold exterior melting into something unrecognizably

I believe

to pull myself out of the naive infatuation I once had for him. I've already let go of that

I gave us countless chances. I believed in fated mates, in destiny. But

rose garden-the one I

held out the velvet box with

and called me a

DarkWood, of the accident, of losing my

dreamed of my lost wolf.

nightmares replayed, again

And Alaric

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man I once loved with all my heart, and the man I now hate just as deeply...

are still tangled in each other, reciting sweet lines that feel too

so glad we made up.

that's just a TV

My reality is different.

no longer young, no longer naïve like a schoolgirl. I have two children to care for, one of whom is still sick. I have a demanding job, and I'm no longer the

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for my family,

loving him, but

"Cara-!"

hear Colin's voice