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CH.52

Penulis: Golden Butterfly
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-07 05:38:45

NATASHA

The cathedral’s private lounge feels like a tomb. Heavy silence, and the suffocating weight of failure pressing down on all of us. It’s like the air itself is thick with disappointment.

I sit on the edge of a settee, my bridesmaid dress spread out neatly around me, every inch the picture of devastation.

My hands tremble just enough to look believable and my breaths shallow enough to hint at trauma without being over the top.

Almost unconsciously, my hand drifts to my stomach. Flat for now, but not for long.

Alexander’s baby is growing there—a secret I discovered this morning after three home tests confirmed what I already knew.

The timing couldn’t have been better, even if Alexander’s reaction had been... strange.

He didn’t yell. He didn’t smile, either. He just stood there, quiet and calculating with his expression unreadable.

It made my skin crawl. But now, seeing him stand by me in the middle of this disaster, I know what’s driving him. It’s not me, it’s the baby. His heir.
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Ashewo! God I wish emojis will show here hahaha so in all of this troubles Natasha is still thinking of how she will get Kieran Omo she’s really delulu
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  • The Heiress' Return For Vengeance    CH.65

    ELISEThe weight of everything crushes down on me the moment I step into my room. My legs feel like they're made of lead, each step requiring more effort than the last.I drag myself toward the bathroom, peeling off my clothes with shaking hands.The shower handle turns with a sharp squeak, and scalding water pours down from the rainfall showerhead. Steam fills the marble-enclosed space within seconds.The hot water hits my skin like a thousand tiny needles, but I welcome the pain. It's better than the numbness that's been spreading through my chest since that woman left. Better than feeling nothing at all.Then the dam breaks.A sob tears from my throat, raw and ugly. Then another. My knees give out and I sink to the shower floor, letting the water pound down on my shoulders while tears stream down my face.The sound echoes off the marble walls, mixing with the steady rush of water."Why?" The word comes out broken, barely audible over the rushing water. "Why did I think he'd be diffe

  • The Heiress' Return For Vengeance    CH.64

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  • The Heiress' Return For Vengeance    CH.63

    ELISEThe simple, repetitive motion of putting one foot in front of the other. The burn in my lungs reminding me I survived when they tried to kill me.The steady thump of my heartbeat drowning out the voices in my head that whisper about failure and helplessness and the terrible price of survival.But as my body settles into the familiar rhythm of running, as my breathing deepens and my muscles warm, my mind starts to drift. And that's when the memories surface, unbidden and unwelcome, rising from the depths where I've tried so hard to bury them.The mental institution. Those sterile white walls that seemed to close in a little more each day, making the already small room feel progressively more claustrophobic.The smell of disinfectant that never quite masked the underlying scents of despair and madness, of human waste and unwashed bodies and the particular staleness coming from too many broken people confined in too small a space.The way the staff looked at me, not with compassion

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