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Chapter 7 - Divorce
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2026-09-23 09:49:38
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Loving The Wrong One Chapter 7 - Divorce
Quiana’s POVThe words stayed between us.*I never stopped blaming you for what happened to her.*They didn't sound like an accusation anymore. They sounded like a sentence.I stood there, staring at Zack, waiting for something in his face to soften. Anything. A flicker of doubt. A trace of regret. Some indication that the man standing in front of me remembered that I was more than the person he had held responsible for everything that had gone wrong.Nothing came.His expression remained hard, his jaw tense, his eyes unreadable, and somehow that hurt more than the words themselves.I drew in a slow breath, but it caught halfway down my throat. “So that's it?”Zack didn't answer immediately. His gaze shifted toward the window, his shoulders rigid beneath his shirt. “I think we've reached the point where pretending this marriage can work is pointless.”A strange laugh escaped me. It wasn't funny. It was simply the sound my body made when my heart didn't know what else to do.“Pretendin
Loving The Wrong One Chapter 6 - A Marriage On Borrowed Time
Quiana’s POVThe next morning, I walked into the dining room and immediately wished I hadn't.Cameron was already there, seated at the table with her wheelchair beside her and a cup of tea between her hands. Andrew stood nearby, speaking quietly with one of the house staff, while Zack sat beside Cameron, his attention entirely on her.“Did you sleep well?” he asked.Cameron smiled faintly. “Better than yesterday.”“And your head?”“A little sore.”His expression tightened. “You should have told me.”“It wasn't bad.”“You don't get to decide that on your own.”She reached across and touched his wrist. “I'm fine, Zack.”His features softened immediately. “Are you sure?”She nodded.I stood at the doorway for a moment, watching them. I'd seen Zack care about Cameron before. Even when she was gone, some part of him had remained attached to the memories he carried of her. But seeing them together now was different.She was here.He no longer had to live on memories.I pulled out a chair op
Loving The Wrong One Chapter 5 - A Reason To Stay
Zack’s POV“Are you happy with her?”I stared at Cameron. For a few seconds, I didn't know what to say. Her question had caught me off guard, not because I had never asked myself the same thing, but because hearing it from her made something uncomfortable shift inside me.Cameron waited, her eyes fixed on mine.I glanced toward the hallway before looking back at her. “It's late.”Her brows pulled together slightly. “Zack—”“You're exhausted.” I kept my voice calm, but there was a firmness in it that told her I wasn't going to have this conversation tonight. “You've been travelling, you're in pain, and you need to rest. Whatever you're trying to ask me can wait until tomorrow.”She studied me for another moment before lowering her gaze. “I only wanted to know.”“And you'll know when I'm ready to talk about it.”There was no anger in my voice, but I left no room for an argument.“Okay.”The quiet acceptance softened something in me. I stepped closer to her wheelchair. “Come on. You need
Loving The Wrong One Chapter 4 - Echoes in the Dark
Zack’s POV The fire was already everywhere. Heat pressed against my face as smoke swallowed the room, thick and suffocating, turning every breath into a struggle. I couldn't see the walls anymore, couldn't tell where the doorway was, and every attempt to move only seemed to take me deeper into the smoke. Somewhere nearby, a child was crying. “Help!” I turned toward the voice, coughing as I tried to see through the flames. “Where are you?” A small figure emerged from the haze, barely more than a shadow against the fire. She was coughing too, but she kept moving toward me. “Come with me!” Before I could ask who she was, her tiny hand closed around mine. I stumbled after her, too terrified to think about anything except getting out. The flames were closing in around us, crackling overhead and crawling across the walls. I could hear something collapsing somewhere behind us. “Don't let go!” “I won't!” Her fingers tightened around mine, small and trembling. Then something cras
Loving The Wrong One Chapter 3 - What Came Back
Quiana I stopped halfway down the staircase. For one suspended second, my mind refused to understand what my eyes were seeing. Cameron was sitting in our living room. Alive and home. After all these years. My fingers tightened around the banister until my knuckles hurt. I couldn't breathe properly. I couldn't even move. The woman sitting across from Zack looked older than the sister I remembered, her once-bright face thinner now, her dark hair falling loosely around her shoulders, but there were some things time couldn't erase. Those eyes, that smile and that face I had spent years trying not to remember too clearly. It was Cameron. My sister. A man stood behind her wheelchair, one hand resting on the handle while the other held a small bag. He looked like a caregiver, perhaps someone who had been helping her throughout the journey. He didn't say anything. He simply remained beside her, giving her the attention of someone accustomed to caring for her. But I barely noticed h
Loving The Wrong One Chapter 2 - Morning After
Quiana The first thing I felt was the cold. It crept across my shoulder, raising goosebumps along my skin before I instinctively pulled the duvet higher. My eyes fluttered open, and for several seconds, I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, my mind sluggish and heavy with sleep. Then I moved…and froze. The duvet slipped slightly from my chest. I was naked. A sharp breath caught in my throat, and I sat up so quickly that the room spun around me. My gaze flew across the bed. Zack. He was lying beside me with his back turned, one arm thrown carelessly above his head. His breathing was deep and steady, his disheveled appearance a reminder of how drunk he'd been when he came home. My pulse quickened as the memories returned in scattered pieces. The foyer. His drunken eyes. His voice. Cameron. The fall. His hands around my waist. His lips against mine. I gripped the duvet tighter. I had told myself to stop. I knew he wasn't seeing me, yet I hadn't pushed him away. Instead, I'd
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