Chapter Rosalie's POV “Please,” the girl sobbed, clutching the nurse’s sleeve like it was a lifeline. “Please, you can't let them turn it off. She’s still breathing, I know she is. You can’t... please!”The nurses tried to pry her hands off gently, but the girl wouldn’t let go.“I’m sorry,” one of them murmured, a look of pity shadowing her features. “There’s nothing we can do if the family agrees to let her go.”“I’m her family!” the girl cried, shaking her head wildly. “I’m her daughter! Please, you can’t do this!”My chest tightened as I stepped closer, drawn in by the raw emotion radiating from her.“Wait—what’s happening?” I asked softly, glancing between the nurses and the girl.A nurse sighed, looking a little wary as her eyes flicked toward me. “The doctors have declared the patient brain-dead. The family… the rest of the family wants to take her off life support.”I looked down at the girl, who was clutching the nurse’s dress, her body trembling.“Please… don’t let them tak
Chapter Nathan’s POV“You need to eat, I worked so hard to get this made” Daphne whined flashing me with the puppy dog eyes.I didn’t understand how she was able to be this comfortable like we hadn’t been apart and she didn’t go for my cousin.I was still wrapping my head around this drastic change while she eased into me lying close to me.“I appreciate it, really I do but I’m not hungry yet” I had a lot on my mind an appetite was the least of my problems.“Nathan freeze” she intoned abruptly. I did as she said while she leaned in observing my face.My brows knitted as she kept leaning in, her fingers prodded at my cheek, her sharp nails grazing my skin.“What are you doing” I questioned a bit late trapped under her, my head was directly on the head board and there was no way to turn.“Hold still,” she murmured, her breath warm against my face. “There’s a pimple here. Let me get it.”I shifted uncomfortably, my body tensing. “It’s fine, Daphne. You don’t need to—”“I do,” she insist
Chapter Rosalie’s POVI shut the door softly, but the sound still felt like a gunshot. My hands trembled as they gripped the handle, the image of Daphne leaning into Nathan searing itself into my brain like a brand. My heart raced while a deep, hollow ache bloomed in my ribs.I pressed my back to the door, my vision blurring with tears I refused to let fall. I shouldn’t feel this way. I shouldn’t.But I did.I felt stupid.Stupid for thinking I mattered. Stupid for imagining, even for a second, that Nathan could be different. That he could choose me. That there was even a choice to be made.Hadn’t he made it clear from the start?He didn’t feel anything for me. He loved her.So why did seeing them together make me feel like I was shattering into pieces? Why did it feel like my heart had been taken out of my chest and stomped on, over and over, until there was nothing left but dust?I was nothing. A placeholder. A temporary name on paper until he could officially be with the woman he
Chapter Rosalie's POV Alpha Kincaid struck again.He was adamant in wanting me gone, was this the reason Nathan suddenly switched up?I hoped he didn't misunderstand the situation believing I was asking for a divorce when this was his father’s doing.I had to talk to Nathan. Maybe he could speak to his father and persuade him to hold off the divorce.Well at least till I was able to heal him.A small pang settled at the bosom of my cleavage but I refused to dwell on it. This was a marriage of inconvenience; it was inevitable we would get divorce.I took a shaky breath and pushed myself off the bed, folding the papers and tucking them into my dresser. The day already took a terrible turn, I needed a bath to clear my head.Doing just that, I prepared a bath and soaked in it. I didn’t know how long I stayed in there; but it was long enough for the water to cool and the tips of my fingers to wrinkle. It felt right staying afloat away from the world and the toxins but all good things m
Chapter 50Nathan's POV Was I really a bad person?The question wouldn't leave my mind as Brad helped me into my room, closing the door behind us with a soft click. Luckily it was still a bit early and the halls were empty, Brad was cautious wheeling me carefully and quickly to avoid being seen.I was lost the whole way, it was like my brain could remember the movement but couldn't see it.“You okay man?” Brad questioned as he stopped. I couldn't reply.I was angry, annoyed, sad, confused at the same time. Why would she risk her life to heal me but couldn't wait to be free from this marriage.Was it really necessary to opt for divorce? Was I really such a terrible person?Just when I thought we were getting to know one another, I wasn't expecting to be romantically involved but still this was astonishing.I slide into the mattress, running a hand down my face, trying to push the weight of Rosalie’s expression out of my mind.Brad lingered, fidgeting awkwardly, shifting from foot t
Chapter Rosalie's POV I was still lost in the euphoria of his gaze when he moved slightly leaning a little more enough to make my heart skip a beat.Lightly his fingers brushed under my chin, as he tucked one under tilting my face. My eyes widened as the pad of his thumb gently grazed the curve of my jaw. His gaze locked onto mine like he was searching for something deep inside me I wasn’t sure I even had.I couldn't take it anymore, the suspense was driving me insane.Two words ticked in my head… would he?I didn't breathe… I couldn't, I tried to look away, but his grip was firm, keeping me pinned.This man owned me!With no words I obeyed his silent command to stay in place. He was the only that moved, his thumb tracing delicately in a seductive dance.I believed time slowed, the world remained still when I shurreded under his hold.His breath tickled my skin as he leaned in, his lips so close to my ear that a shiver raced down my spine. My heart beat was so loud I believed he co