Chapter 85

He kept his head down. Not because he was ashamed in front of

the nurses or security. But because he couldn’t bear the thought of glancing back.

They were finished.

And that truth would haunt him more than any punishment

Chole or the world could ever deliver.

Olivia’s POV

I didn’t sleep that night.

I heard the quiet shift of fabric when Ethan stood. I felt the

weight of his gaze–heavy, sorrowful–as he hovered near me,

maybe wanting to speak, maybe waiting for a sign. But I gave

him none. I just lay there, still as stone, staring at the ceiling

with eyes wide open, too numb to cry, too exhausted to feel

anything else.


That was how our story ended. Not with a fight, not with a kiss,

not even with a word. Just silence.

And that silence hurt more than any shouting match we ever

had.

Chapter 85

In the morning, Ava checked me out of the hospital. She was

quiet too, gently wheeling me out while the nurses processed the discharge papers. My bruises had faded into a deep purple

mosaic across my body. I could walk again, but slowly. My

mind, however, wasn’t limping–it was running. It had been

running all night, retracing every step of the last eight years

with Ethan.

wasn’t joyful. I wasn’t devastated. I just felt…

rag and wiped away


chest. All that remained

too much happening too

I told Ava I wanted to visit Alexander. He

still recovering from the stab wound.

I

at

ward,

and out, a doctor with a clipboard, a

I assumed were

arms crossed, looking like he

guarding the Alpha himself.

want to cause trouble. Rumors,

I


wait. I would thank him later–properly,

and I drove straight to the police

was long. Exhausting.

moment I noticed the tail, to

tied

of the man in black–the same man I’d

by the

had been caught. Arrested late last night after

wasn’t hired,” the officer

‘doing a favor‘ for a friend. No

changed hands.”

A dead–end

Chole?” I asked,


playing the victim,” he muttered. “Feigning

Windsors are trying to push

this time, the stabbing charge complicates

of my statement. “She stabbed

burn me alive. Let’s not pretend she

snapped.”

He nodded. “We won’t.”

home. Not to rest. Not to

wanted stillness.

Chapter

a moment, I had it–until Ava re–entered my

holding her phone.

said simply, handing it to


screen for a long moment.

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