Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 108

The garage door open, and the lights immediately turned on. Without waiting for the car for a second, Alexander shoved the door open and climbed out, his movements fast and agitated.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling heavily as he walked away. The rage within him burned dangerously close to the surface.

Alexander stormed down the hall, his jaw clenched, his eyes dark and stormy.

Without a word, he stormed into their bedroom, his hands shaking with anger as he yanked blankets and pillows out of the closet.

He spun around and headed toward one of the guest room. The weight of his decisions felt like a crushing load he could no longer ignore.

He didn't care about the look of confusion on Annie's face or the pleading desperation in her eyes. He was done pretending, done plastering on a mask of normalcy.

Annie's eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air.

This could not be happening. She thought.

Anger she had considered, but not, not Alexander turning his back on her. No! The panic surged through her veins like ice, freezing her in place.

"Alexander, wait!" she exclaimed, her voice shrill with desperation. She ran to him, her heart pounding within her ears. She reached out, her trembling fingers catching his wrist just as he was about to step into the guest room.

voice breaking. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen! I'm sorry, I truly am! Please, don't do this to me,

eyes shone with tears, her

jaw clenched so tightly

from her grasp, the motion fast

her voice wavered, the tears now streaming

stepped into the room with a finality that makes her heart

the lock turned. That sound was like

storm. Her body was trembling; she clenched her fists so tightly

She

part perfectly well but now everything was crumbling down in front

Bile rose

image of Emma. Emma was everything she abhorred. Even despite everything that has 11:08 Wed, Dec

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it was obvious that she still held a piece

been invited into that house when she, his girlfriend,

heaved with anger. "This is all your fault, Brianna," she hissed

years ago. The plan would have guaranteed