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Chapter - FORTY SIX

Author: Flasky
last update publish date: 2026-11-06 05:34:44

CATHERINE'S POV

The book started as a joke.

I mentioned it to Ryan one night a passing thought, a what if and he looked at me like I had just handed him something precious.

"Write it," he said.

"I was joking."

"I wasn't."

So I wrote it.

Not the whole thing. Not the confession. Not the story of six years of silence and servitude and survival. But something smaller. A collection of essays. Notes on walking away.

I called it
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    CATHERINE'S POVI told him at breakfast.Not in a dramatic way. Not with candles or music or grand gestures. Just two people, sitting across from each other at a small café, coffee growing cold between us."I love you."Ryan froze. His cup hovered halfway to his lips. His eyes searched my face like he was looking for the lie."There's no lie," I said. "I'm not saying it because I think I should. I'm not saying it because you've been waiting. I'm saying it because it's true."He set the cup down slowly. His hands were trembling."Catherine..""I'm not ready to marry you again. I'm not ready to promise forever. But I'm ready to stop pretending I don't feel this."He reached across the table and took my hand. His eyes were wet."I've waited so long to hear that," he whispered."I know.""I don't deserve it.""Probably not." I smiled. "But I'm not perfect either."

  • HIS REGRET AFTER I WALKED AWAY    Chapter - FORTY SIX

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  • HIS REGRET AFTER I WALKED AWAY    CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

    CATHERINE'S POVThe beach house felt different in the morning.Lighter. Warmer. Like the walls had absorbed something good and were reflecting it back at me.I woke before Ryan. I slipped out of bed and walked to the kitchen, barefoot on the cold floor. I made coffee. I opened the windows. I let the ocean air fill the house.This is real, I kept thinking. This is actually happening.Ryan appeared in the doorway, his hair messy, his eyes still heavy with sleep. He was wearing only his undershirt and boxers. He looked vulnerable. Human."Morning," he said, his voice rough."Morning."He walked to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He rested his chin on my shoulder."I thought I dreamed it," he murmured."Drank too much?"He laughed softly. "No. I thought I dreamed you. That you were here. That you said yes."I turned to face him. "I didn't say yes. I said maybe."

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