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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
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 54
Isabella Grief does not arrive gently.It does not knock or ask permission or give you time to brace yourself.It settles into your bones like winter and refuses to leave.The hospital room smelled like antiseptic and something faintly metallic. Blood, maybe. Or memory. I lay still beneath thin white sheets that did nothing to protect me from the cold seeping inward. My body ached in places I didn’t know could hurt—deep, hollow aches that felt less physical than existential.Someone had drawn the curtains halfway, muting the outside world. The light that filtered through was pale and exhausted, like it had already given up.I stared at the ceiling.Every crack, every shadow, every uneven panel became something to cling to—proof that I was still here, still conscious, still breathing.Even though part of me wished I weren’t.Mia slept in the chair beside the bed, her legs curled beneath her, her head tilted awkwardly against the wall. She looked smaller like that. Vulnerable. Elias st
After The Divorce: He Wanted Me Back Chapter 53
Isabella The first thing I felt was heat.Not warmth—fire.It burned in my chest, my throat, my veins, consuming every trace of shock and replacing it with something sharper, uglier.Rage.I pushed myself upright in the hospital bed so suddenly that the movement startled everyone in the room.“No,” I said hoarsely. “No—don’t look at me like that.”Gabriel took a step toward me instinctively, his eyes red, swollen, completely undone.“Isabella—”“STOP SAYING MY NAME!” I screamed.The sound echoed off the sterile walls, raw and cracked, but I didn’t care. My hands were shaking. My entire body felt like it was vibrating with something violent and uncontrollable.“Do you have any idea,” I said, my voice trembling with fury, “how cruel it is to stand there and look at me like you’re the one who lost something?”Gabriel flinched as if I’d struck him.Margaret stood up abruptly. “Isabella, please—”“No,” I snapped, cutting her off without even looking at her. “You don’t get to calm me down.
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