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Chapter 122 – pretense
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Against all odds Epilogue – Forever, Together
Elliott’s POVThe sunlight falls softly across the terrace, warm and forgiving. I sip my coffee, the taste bitter but grounding, as I watch Luca in the garden. His hands are covered in paint, a smear on his cheek, and he looks up, catching my gaze with that same spark I thought I’d lost forever.Months have passed since we found each other again. The scars of the past—the lies, the silence, the months apart—still linger, but they no longer weigh us down. Instead, they remind me of how fragile love can be and how fiercely worth fighting for.I set my cup down and step toward him. He doesn’t look surprised; he never does when I appear out of nowhere. That’s our rhythm now, unspoken but understood. I reach for his hand, feeling the warmth spread through me, anchoring me to this moment.“You’ve been busy,” I tease gently, nodding at the splashes of color across his shirt.He laughs, a sound I never want to forget. “Someone has to bring beauty into the world. Even if it’s just one brushstr
Against all odds Chapter 140 – THE END
Elliott’s POVThe studio smells of paint and wood, the faint tang of turpentine lingering in the air.I step inside, heart hammering. He’s there, just as I imagined him in the countless nights I spent wondering, pacing, and questioning every choice I made.He stands by the large canvas, sleeves rolled up, hands smudged with colors that tell a story only he can read.“I thought you’d disappeared again,” I say, my voice rough, uneven.He turns slowly, eyes scanning mine, calm but sharp, the fire I’ve missed for months flickering in them.“I never disappeared,” he says quietly, “you just stopped looking.”I swallow hard. Words fail me. Months of anger, regret, guilt, and longing are tangled into one impossible knot. I take a step closer.“I was ready to give up,” I confess. “Ready to let you go. To walk away.”His lips twitch in the hint of a smile, small but warming. “And yet here you are.”I glance around the studio, feeling the weight of all the months—the lies, the silence, the dista
Against all odds Chapter 139 –Relief
Luca’s POVI saw him before I realized I was holding my breath. Elliott. Standing there, distant yet painfully familiar. My chest tightened, a mix of anger, longing, and disbelief twisting together. After months of running, of hiding, of convincing myself I was done, here he was.He didn’t approach. Not yet. Just standing, watching, waiting. That old, stubborn pride of his, the one I used to curse, was still there. And I hated it. And I loved it. Every part of him still held me captive, even after all this time.I remembered the lies, the jail, the silence, the betrayal I had believed for so long. And yet, seeing him now, I felt the old ache resurface. It was the same one that had haunted me in my quiet nights, the one that refused to be buried by success or distance.He took a step closer, cautious, measured. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, the world stopped. Every doubt, every plan, every carefully constructed wall crumbled. I realized then that no matter how much I trie
Against all odds Chapter 138 Noticed
Elliott’s POVI saw him before he noticed me, standing among the crowd at the gallery. Luca. Alive, real, untouchable. My chest tightened, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. Months of searching, of silence, of regret—all converged in that single instant.He hadn’t seen me yet. He laughed with someone, but the lines of his face, the tilt of his head, everything screamed that he was the same man who had haunted my dreams. I felt both joy and fear, hope and dread, all at once.I wanted to run to him, to close the distance, to tell him everything. But my legs felt rooted, my body betraying my intentions. Pride, fear, and love tangled in a knot too tight to undo. What if he hated me? What if the past couldn’t be undone?The memories came unbidden—the jail cell, the lies, the betrayal, the letters, the nights I had spent imagining this exact moment. Pain. Regret. And beneath it all, a deep, undeniable longing that refused to be silenced.I moved slightly, just enough to let him catch si
Against all odds Chapter 137 Insurance
Luca’s POVI watched him from across the gallery, my pulse quickening without permission. Elliott. Alive, real, standing there, and yet somehow distant. So many months had passed, yet seeing him now brought back everything I had tried to bury. Anger, longing, regret—all tangled in a knot too tight to undo.He didn’t move at first, just observed me like he was measuring how much of me remained. I stiffened, unsure if I should approach or retreat. My pride, my scars, my carefully built walls, they all threatened to push him away before he could even speak.The room felt smaller, tighter, as though the space between us existed only to torture me. Every laugh he had once drawn from me, every word we’d shared, now seemed like an echo in the walls. And yet, the ache in my chest told me he hadn’t been gone at all.I could feel his gaze linger, heavy and searching. I hated that it still affected me, hated that a single look could unravel the composure I had fought to maintain. Yet here he wa
Against all odds Chapter 136 Differences
Elliott’s POVThe city felt different tonight, quieter somehow, yet my mind screamed in chaos. I walked the streets without direction, letting the cold wind hit my face, hoping it would clear the fog clouding my thoughts. Luca. His name haunted me, more alive than ever. Every memory, every stolen moment, replayed relentlessly in my mind.I had spent months trying to forget him, convincing myself that distance, silence, and duty would heal the ache inside me. But the truth was unavoidable. I loved him. Always had. Always would. And the thought of him existing somewhere, living and thriving without me, burned more than any betrayal could.Work had become unbearable. My hands shook when I signed papers, and my mind wandered during meetings. Cecilia was distant, preoccupied, and so was I. Nothing mattered—no business deal, no press event, no obligations—except finding him, understanding him, maybe even convincing him I was worth another chance.Every café I passed, every street corner, e
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