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Her Exodus, His Regret. 76. Soft Clothes, Sharp Feelings
76. Soft Clothes, Sharp Feelings"You scared half the house," Adrian said, dropping into the chair beside the bed like he owned it. "Genuinely. Camille was outside crying into her apron.""I'm fine," Lucien said."You look terrible," Damien said from the doorway, arms crossed."Thank you.""That wasn't a compliment."Lucien looked between them. "Did you come here to assess my appearance or was there something else?"Adrian leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "We came because Jace called and said you'd collapsed and we're your friends, so." He gestured vaguely. "Here we are.""I'm fine," Lucien said again."You keep saying that," Damien said, finally moving into the room. He sat on the edge of the sofa, unhurried, the way he did everything. "Nobody believes you."A short silence."The doctor cleared me," Lucien said."The doctor also said if you do it again it won't be as mild." Adrian tilted his head. "His words, not mine."Lucien said nothing to that.Damien was watching him. Not ob
Her Exodus, His Regret. 75. You Don't Get To Die Now
75. You Don't Get To Die NowAfter what felt like ages, Lucien finally moved.Slowly, carefully, he lifted one leg off the bed."Don't move".The voice came soft— but firm enough to stop him instantly.Lucien froze, his leg pausing midair.His eyes shifted toward the figure beside him.Dahlia was awake now.Her hair was slightly messy from sleep, strands falling loosely around her face. Her blazer was gone, leaving only the fitted cream blouse beneath, sleeves rolled carelessly to her elbows like she had forgotten about them entirely.Their eyes met.Hers were neither warm nor cold.Just tired."Doctor's instructions", she said quietly as she pushed herself upright.Lucien said nothing.He only looked at her.And for a brief second, she looked back too.Then she broke eye contact first."I'll get the doctor". She turned toward the door."Wait".The word came out rougher than he intended. Not harsh. Not soft either. Just unfamiliar— like someone relearning how to speak after being sil
Her Exodus, His Regret. 74. The Only Thing Left To Give
74. The Only Thing Left To Give"Sir, this could have been our chance," Sam said, the moment they stepped inside."We could have labeled Mr Voss unstable. Had you take over the company. Everything else follows from there."Liam stopped walking.His hands found his pockets.Right.It could have been exactly that. An opportunity handed to him without effort, without planning, without any of the careful years he had spent positioning himself for exactly this kind of moment.And he had walked away from it.His jaw pressed together."You may leave, Sam," he said. Quiet. Final.Sam opened his mouth. Thought better of it. Bowed and left.The room settled into silence.Liam walked to the mini bar. Poured a glass of whiskey. Took a sip. Then another.His mind went back to the Voss manor. To the corridor. To the shape of his brother folded against the doorframe, knees drawn up, shoulders shaking.Lucien.Calling her name in the dark like it was the only word he had left.Liam took another mouth
Her Exodus, His Regret. 73. Ashes and Whiskey
73. Ashes and WhiskeyIt was morning again. Thin gray streaks of dawn spread across the sky, bleeding softly through the city as if the world itself was still deciding whether to wake up or not. Sasha stood at her window, hands resting quietly on the windowsill, eyes focused on something only her could see. Her eyes were dull, almost as if the life in them had a quietly packed up and fled overnight. A knock. Simple yet heard."Come in" Sasha said, voice hoarse. She reached for the glass of water on her bedside table. She took a sip. Fiona walked in. "Miss" she said, her eyes doing a careful sweep of the room before finally settling on Sasha. She looked...thin. Frail in a way she hadn't been a week ago. "What do you have?" Sasha asked, not sparing Fiona a glance. "I got every information about Miss Winters, including her family", she paused. "However, there's nothing that could be used against them".Sasha looked at Fiona. She didn't say anything. Fiona inhaled slowly. "Here's
Her Exodus, His Regret. 72. You never once looked...
72. You never once looked..."The foundation looks stronger now," Mr. Fisher said, leaning back slightly in his chair with that particular satisfaction of a man who had bet on the right thing. "Less likely to collapse under pressure."Lucien glanced at the projection on the screen. Then, almost without thinking: "Things usually hold better when the right person is finally handling them."The room received it as a professional observation.Heads nodded. Someone from the design team made a note.Dahlia's fingers paused over the documents in front of her.Just for a second. Just long enough.She didn't look up. Didn't react visibly. She turned the page and kept going, her voice smooth when she spoke next, redirecting the conversation back to the coastal landscaping timeline with the kind of calm that took years to build.Lucien realized, about four seconds too late, exactly how that had sounded.He looked at his own notes and said nothing.The meeting ran another forty minutes.Mr. Fishe
Her Exodus, His Regret. 71. The Things Left Unsaid
71. The Things Left UnsaidKimberly's voice came from the kitchen before Dahlia even reached the bottom of the stairs."There's food on the table. Don't you dare skip it."Dahlia stopped on the last step. Looked at the dining table. A plate covered with a cloth to keep it warm, a glass of juice beside it, and a small note in Kimberly's handwriting that just said eat.She sat down.She ate.Not because she was hungry. Just because it was easier than standing there deciding whether she was.The apartment was quiet in the specific way it gets when someone has made an effort to keep it that way. Kimberly was moving around the kitchen slowly, not clattering anything, not putting on music. Just being there. Present without pressing.Dahlia stared at the food and chewed and tried very hard not to think about anything.She failed.She had not slept properly.Not even close.She had lain in the dark with her eyes closed and her mind running laps around the same few images on repeat. Lucien's f
Her Exodus, His Regret. 34. The smile he lost....
34. The smile he lost....Morning came quickly. Too quickly. Dahlia stood at the veranda, a cup of her favorite coffee in hand. Her mind was everywhere, thoughts scattering in every direction no matter how hard she tried to keep them together. Her phone chimed. She sighed in relief. A distractio
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-28Her Exodus, His Regret. 32. Nothing Exhilarating...
32. Nothing Exhilarating...Their eyes rested on each other's—Lucien and Dahlia— for just a fraction of a second. In that breathless pause, everything unsaid pressed between them. Then they stood. Elegant. Composed. Untouchable. Exactly the way two people with too much history were expected to
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-27Her Exodus, His Regret. 31. Glances, Gold and Glasses...
31. Glances, Gold and Glasses...The dinner was meant to mark a new beginning. But instead, it gathered too many unfinished things in one room. The venue sat high above the city, glass walls holding in soft gold lights and quiet power. Executives from DAH Global mingled with members of the Voss E
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-27Her Exodus, His Regret. 29. Home, on the line...
29. Home, on the line...Liam stood there for a moment too long. His gaze flickered once to his reflection in the pool before resting on the spot his mother had left from. A marriage proposal. And not just any proposal. But one to the woman he has ever loved. Dahlia Winters. An offer he wasn't sup
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