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After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 60
Isabella Isabella Coming back felt nothing like I expected.There was no rush of emotion when the plane touched down, no sharp inhale of familiarity, no sense of relief. Just a quiet awareness that this was no longer the place where I had broken—it was simply another terrain I needed to move through.Elias stood beside me as we waited at the gate, composed as ever. Travel had changed him slightly—sharpened his edges, taught him patience in a different language. We worked well together now. Efficient. Balanced.Controlled.When we stepped out into arrivals, I saw Mia immediately.She waved before she even saw us clearly, eyes already wet, her smile trembling with relief. I braced myself just enough before she reached me, wrapping her arms around me tightly.“You’re really here,” she whispered, like she needed to confirm it aloud.“I told you I would be,” I said softly, returning the embrace.She pulled back, holding my face in her hands, studying me. “You look… different.”I smiled f
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 59
Isabella A year changes a person.Not in the dramatic way people expect—not in sudden forgiveness or miraculous healing. It changes you in subtler, more dangerous ways. It teaches you what pain can be lived with, what rage can be sharpened, and what parts of yourself must be buried so others can underestimate you.By the time I left the house—the one I had chosen after the divorce, the one I had filled with quiet and space because I needed to breathe—I no longer cried when I packed my things.I didn’t feel sentimental.I felt clean.The house had served its purpose. It had held my grief long enough for it to harden into resolve. Staying would have meant stagnation, and I had no intention of decaying quietly in a place haunted by what I lost.Mia hugged me goodbye at the door, tears slipping freely down her cheeks. Elias stood behind her, steady as ever.“You don’t have to do this alone,” he reminded me.“I’m not,” I said. And for the first time, I meant it in a way that had nothing t
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 58
Isabella The earth had already closed over her by the time the world noticed I was still breathing.That was the strangest part of it all—not the burial itself, not the quiet finality of watching soil fall onto something so small it felt impossible it had ever existed, but the fact that the sun still rose the next morning. That traffic still hummed. That people still spoke in normal voices, complained about ordinary things, laughed.My daughter was gone.And the world did not pause.I remembered standing there, hands clenched at my sides, my body hollowed out by a pain so deep it had burned past tears. There were no words spoken aloud at the burial—none that mattered. No speeches, no grand gestures. Just silence, white flowers, and the unbearable knowledge that I was saying goodbye to someone I had never truly gotten to meet.Gabriel wasn’t there.He knew she was dead.He did not know she was buried.That truth sat inside me like a sealed box, heavy and deliberate. I did not tell him
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 57
Isabella I dreamed of her. Tiny fingers curling around mine, soft warmth pressed against my chest, the sound of a heart beating so small it barely existed in the world—but it existed. I held the baby in my arms, felt the weight of her life between my hands, and I promised I would never let go.Then the dream twisted. The warmth vanished, replaced by a cold, hollow emptiness. I tried to cradle the small body, but it slipped through my fingers, and the cry that should have filled the room never came. My throat closed, my lungs refused air, and I woke gasping, heart hammering, hands reaching instinctively for something that wasn’t there.The hospital room was quiet except for the steady beep of the monitors by my bed. Soft morning light filtered through the blinds, painting lines across the floor. The dream clung to me, suffocating, unbearable, and I pressed my face into the pillow, wishing—praying—it had never happened.“Isa?”Elias’s voice was careful, soft, gentle. I lifted my head,
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 56
Gabriel The ride back to the mansion was silent. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows, but nothing outside mattered. Nothing could touch what I felt—anger, grief, and a gnawing guilt that settled like lead in my chest.When we pulled into the driveway, I didn’t wait for anyone to greet me. I stormed inside, boots clicking against the marble floor.Lucas was in the study, papers spread out as if the night’s earlier dinner hadn’t ended with a hospital visit, with a loss I couldn’t undo. Emily hovered nearby, poised and predatory, like a cat watching a wounded bird.“Gabriel,” Father said, not looking up. “Sit. We need to talk.”I didn’t.I paced. “Talk? After tonight?” My voice was louder than I intended, echoing off the high ceilings. “After what happened, you think now’s the time to talk about business?”Lucas finally looked at me, his expression tight. “Gabriel, this isn’t just about Isabella. It’s about—”“It’s about her life, her grief, her loss, our loss, Father! That'
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 55
Gabriel Dinner ended the way Thorne dinners always did—polite smiles stretched thin, conversation circling safely around nothing that mattered.Isabella sat across from me, her posture composed but her eyes distant. She laughed at the right moments, nodded when Margaret spoke, but I could feel the tension in her even without touching her. She was holding herself together out of sheer will.When the plates were cleared and the last glasses of wine refilled, Father stood from his chair, already buttoning his jacket.“Gabriel,” he said calmly. “Emily. Come with me to the office.”The tone wasn’t a request.Emily rose immediately, smoothing the front of her blouse, her expression bright and expectant. I caught Isabella’s gaze just before I stood. There was a question there—quiet, unspoken.Will this take long?I gave her a look meant to reassure.“Stay here,” I murmured. “I’ll be back shortly.”She hesitated, then nodded.The walk to Father’s office was quiet, save for the muted sounds o
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