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19 The Breaking Chains

Author: Karima Sa'ad Usman
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-12 03:28:02
Cassandra’s POV

The silence after Richard’s departure felt heavier than his presence. I stood where he left me, the walls of my chambers closing in, my pulse hammering so loudly that I thought Diana might hear it from the next room. His words replayed, each syllable embedding itself into my chest like thorns.

I’ll fight for you. I won’t let Arden take you. I’ll show you and the world what you mean to me.

For years, I had begged him to fight, for us, for me, and he never had. Yet now, when my resolve was fraying, he chose to awaken. Was it too late? My body still burned from the ghost of his kiss, but my heart screamed another name, one I could not voice aloud.

I rubbed at my lips as though that could erase the guilt, the confusion, the storm tearing me apart. My throat was tight, my breath uneven. I wanted to scream, to break, to demand why fate mocked me so.

Needing distraction, I reached for the remote and turned on the television. Anything, anything to drown out Richard’s voice stil
Karima Sa'ad Usman

Thank you for giving this story a chance, xxx

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Peta
what a evil mother. cassy need to expose her
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Ira
Ivanna is a sneaky witch! I can’t stand her. Cassandra needs to put her in her place. She needs to also stay firm and divorce Richard or else she will have to deal with Ivanna for the rest of her life.
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Marlenny Fernandez
I meant Ivanna
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