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Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter Hundred and eleven.
Eva's POV.My eyelids felt heavy, as if weighed down by the weight of the last few days, but somehow I managed to force them open.And a sharp gasp almost fled my mouth. There he was.Nicklaus.Sitting at the edge of the bed, leaning toward me, his elbows on his knees, his hands clenched together, his gaze fixed on me like I was the most fragile thing in the world, his eyes rimmed with fatigue and worry.For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. After all these days, after the storm I’d been drowning in, seeing him here felt too good.. too impossible to be real.“Nicklaus…” I whispered, my voice hoarse, barely more than air. My heart felt like it would burst from my chest. Was he really here?His face softened even more, if that was even possible and his hand reached out, his fingers brushing my hair back from my damp forehead.“Shh,” he said gently. “Don’t speak yet. Just… rest.”“No,” I croaked, my throat tight with tears I could barely hold back. “I.. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter hundred and ten.
Eva's POV.The morning sun streamed in through the curtains, but all I felt was cold, the space in the bed beside me was empty. I didn’t even have to open my eyes to know that. I had felt it all night, the emptiness, the absence that grew heavier with every passing hour.I turned my head anyway, as if somehow, by some miracle, I might see him there. But no. The sheets on his side were untouched.He hadn’t come back.I stared at the ceiling, my chest tight, my heart heavy in my ribs. I’d waited. God, I’d waited all night, listening for the soft sound of the door opening, for the weight of him slipping beneath the covers. But the room had remained silent, the door unopened and the bed cold.Nicklaus was angry. I knew that, he’d been angry before, but never like this, and this time, it was my fault.I let out a shaky breath and sat up, my hands clutching the blanket as if it could offer me some comfort. My reflection in the mirror across the room was pale, my hair ruffled from tossing an
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter hundred and nine.
Eva's POV.The ride back to our chambers was quiet, too quiet, pressing down on me with every bump. Neither of us said a word to each other, the tension between us growing bigger with every inch away from the ballroom.I kept my gaze ahead, refusing to look at him. I didn’t trust myself if I did.Just as the carriage stopped at the front porch of our house, I quickly stepped down and without waiting for him to climb down too, I headed inside. When I reached the room, I went straight to the dressing table, my fingers fumbling with the clasp of my earrings. The gemstones in this situation now felt heavy, like weights pulling me down, and the reflection in the mirror, a reflection I barely recognized... only made my chest tighten further.This wasn't about lady Isabella's words, it was far from that, I was already past letting her get to me. This was entirely about him, of more about Nuela.I could see him in the glass, standing by the door, watching me in still silence.But it didn’t
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter one hundred and eight.
Eva's POV.I thought I had prepared myself.I had given permission, after all. I’d told myself that it was just a dance. That it meant nothing. That I wasn’t going to be the jealous wife standing in the corner, fuming while her husband danced with another woman. No. That wasn’t me. I wasn’t going to let Nuela get under my skin.But as I stood there, watching her lead him to the center of the floor, my stomach churned with a rage that I couldn’t even begin to explain.The way she smiled at him, the way she placed her hand on his arm as if she owned him, God, I could feel the heat in my chest rise. Her fingers brushed against his skin, and I nearly choked on the knot forming in my throat. And that smile, so smug, so full of knowing.I had allowed it.No, I let it happen. But I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that I had been played, that I was just a pawn in some ridiculous game. She was using me.Her eyes flicked over her shoulder at me as they reached the dance floor, that same victori
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter one hundred and seven.
Eva's POV.The maids had done their work well. Too well, I almost thought. I stood before the mirror, The gown was perfect. Elegant. Far too beautiful, perhaps. The bodice, a delicate lace embroidered with gold, hugged me tightly, extending softly to the floor.But it wasn’t the dress that held my attention.It was me. Or rather, how I looked.My skin had a radiant glow and my dark hair flowed in soft waves over my shoulders, a few strands left loose to frame my face. The makeup was subtle, just enough to emphasize the sharpness of my features, the natural flush of my cheeks, the slight upturn of my lips. But it was all... too much. Too perfect.a knock suddenly came on the door.“My lady?”It was one of the maids. “His Highness is waiting for you,” she said."I'll be with him shortly." I replied. As I made my way to the door, I paused, catching a glimpse of myself once more. What would Nicklaus think when he saw me?But I had no time to dwell on it. I took a deep breath, straight
Rejected and Banished; The kids are his. Chapter one hundred and six.
Eva's POV.I’d been awake for a while.Not wide eyed and alert, just… existing. Eyes half open, staring at the carvings in the ceiling, following the curves of the wood like they might reveal some answer to the question still crawling under my skin.Nuela.I hated how her name sat in my mind like a splinter. Not even a sharp one. Just dull and persistent.Who was she really to Nicklaus? Could she truly be just the past? A closed chapter, no bookmarks left behind?Or was she a pause in a sentence waiting to finish?The thought alone made my stomach turn.And yet, here I was, still laid across the bed, pretending like I wasn’t still playing every moment from the garden over and over in my head.The way she had looked at him, and the way she absolutely didn't spare me a second glance. A knock suddenly snapped me out of it.“My lady?” came a gentle voice, Elsin, one of the quarter maids. “His highness requests your presence in the dining room. Breakfast is served.”My heart gave a traito
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