Seven Years of Love Seven Minutes of Truth
Chapter 113
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Through the haze of my tears, I thought I saw him.
The man who had once held me close at my father’s funeral, his arms a shelter as my world crumbled.
**Celeste, I will give you a home. Everything I have belongs to you.“*
His voice had been so steady that day, his embrace so sure, as if I had been his entire world.
What a cruel illusion.
Now, as I laid Atlas onto our bed, I no longer moved with the tenderness I once did. I didn’t take off his shoes. I didn’t press a glass of water to his lips, murmuring words of comfort.
I simply turned away.
For the first time in five years, I shut myself inside the guest room.
That night, I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, replaying every memory of his love–every soft look, every whispered promise.
And wondering if any of it had ever been real.
Morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room.
I opened my eyes to find Atlas already watching me. His gaze was gentle, his expression full of quiet affection, as if
nothing had changed.
He leaned down, pressing a slow, familiar kiss to my forehead.
“Celeste, were you upset last night?” His voice was soft, laced with concern. “I’m sorry–I had too much to drink. I
promise it won’t happen again.”
same
audible, then slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. The moment the door shut behind me, I turned on the
with slow deliberation, I pressed my damp palms to my forehead, wiping
kiss.
laid out when I stepped into
this would have made me happy. Atlas always
now, after reading his diary, after seeing the truth spelled out so
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Because I knew now. These weren’t
keys turning in the front door made me look
and Ivy stepped inside, her white dress flowing as she moved through my home as though she belonged
sliding into a chair across
and I have a photoshoot this morning.
respond. My gaze had already locked onto something else.
A keychain.
from her fingertips–identical to the one I carried in my
must have noticed the shift in my expression because he immediately leaned in, his
closest friend,” he murmured. “It’s normal for her to have
cut short by his
just picked up a glass of soy milk. Atlas was on his feet
soft laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind her
murmured, her tone teasing, affectionate. “Thank God, I got you to remind
them. Something too deep, too
with me.
in the
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