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Shattered Vows Chapter 106
There was cutting wind that morning, moving through the city streets as if it had a schedule. Isla Carter stood outside the community center, her coat buttoned high up against her, her gaze out toward the distance as if the solutions she was looking for would suddenly appear on the horizon.She had gotten here early, hours before the meeting was to begin, just to have some peace. The community center was once her refuge, a place where she could breathe and get lost in the madness of her life. Today, it wasn't so. The walls, which had once been reassuring, now seemed to close in with every step she took. Her heels clicked on the linoleum floor as she walked in.In the center of the main room, the chairs were still stacked, the lights still off. The silence was all but deafening.She hadn't told Killian Blackwood she'd be there. Not yet. Not until she was sure.But what did *sure* even mean anymore?Last night had changed something. Inviting him in, talking to him, waking up to the smel
Shattered Vows Chapter 105
The next morning greeted Isla with golden light coming through the blinds, casting long strips of heat on her floor. It was the first morning in years she didn't automatically feel the weight of her history on her chest. She lay in bed, watching the ceiling, listening to the muted sounds of the city stirring under her window.Killian lay sleeping on the couch.She could hear him breathe, slow and steady. It had been strange—asking him to stay. Strange too, that it hadn't felt intrusive. He had been a quiet presence, considerate. He hadn't spoken much once she'd asked him to come in. They had eaten toast in silence. He did the cleanup. Then he collapsed on the couch covered in one of her old throw blankets. And that was all.It was. still. And odd.She eventually emerged from bed, dressed herself in a robe, and padded into the kitchen. She put the kettle on the stove, making tea in its bare simplicity a calming ritual. As the water heated, she glanced over at the couch. He hadn't shift
Shattered Vows Chapter 104
The city was alive with noise, a constant hum that had become second nature to Isla. The thump of the street below, the blast of a horn now and then, the stranger's laugh, all mixed into the tapestry of her new existence. An existence she was gradually, but surely, adapting to. And for the first time in weeks, she was happy.Isla sat in the small, round table by her window, a steaming tea cup in front of her. The morning sun poured into the room, bathing everything in a warm color that made it look like a painting — imperfect, but beautiful. She did not know when it had happened, when the burden of the past had begun to be less a heavy weight and more a receding memory with time. But it was happening. She was recovering, in ways she did not even understand herself, but the change was inescapable.Her phone buzzed on the table, jolting her out of her daydream. She glanced at it, unsurprised to see Killian's name flashing on the screen. Her heart did its instinctive skip at the sight, b
Shattered Vows Chapter 103 - Deciphering the Silence
Isla Carter stirred her coffee with deliberate purpose, watching the dark liquid swirl in slow arcs. Across the small table, Killian Blackwood sat still, his own cup untouched, both hands wrapped around the ceramic as though it would hold him.They'd been sitting there in that strained silence for nearly ten minutes, the city sounds outside breaking through every now and then. The atmosphere was thick with all the things they weren't saying."You said you wanted to earn my trust," Isla said at last, setting her spoon down with care, her voice measured. "Start now. Be truthful. Everything. No filters. No rehearsed apologies. Just the ugly, hard truth."Killian looked back at her, and in that instant, she saw the exhaustion in his eyes—not physical, but emotional, soul-deep. He looked like a man who had finally decided to stop running from himself."I played it to be near you," he began, his tone low but clear. "It was strategy at first. You were with someone I needed to use as leverage
Shattered Vows Chapter 102
The fog clung to the city in the morning like a memory that would not let go. Isla Carter leaned against the high window of her new studio apartment, coffee cup cradled in her hand, watching the fog curl and peel back from the skyline. There was something lovely about the sight. It was imperfect, cluttered with buildings and scaffolding and the ceaseless hum of the waking world. But it was hers. No penthouse dreams. No designer illusions. Just a small space, filled with second-hand furniture and the scent of jasmine from the plant she had put by the door.She had begun to rebuild.The past several weeks had graven lines of resilience onto her bones. Her mornings remained still, her nights often emptier than she'd ever dare acknowledge, but between—she was herself once more. She painted. She journaled. She met strangers who didn't recognize her history and didn't inquire. That anonymity was a gift.And Killian Blackwood.He hadn't stopped reaching out.Not strangling. No theatrics late
Shattered Vows Chapter 101
The rain returned like an old memory—unwanted, but not quite unmissed.Isla Carter stood in the window of her new apartment, arms crossed, as the city disappeared behind the curtain of falling water. The soft pitter-patter on the glass should have been soothing. Instead, it woke up the weight in her chest that never really went away.She had started again, hadn't she? New apartment. New clients. New schedule that didn't involve Killian Blackwood. Her name was on the lease this time. Her name was on the company licenses. It was all hers, hers and hers alone.And yet, there were days when she caught herself waiting for him to walk through the door like he was waiting there for her. Like he used to.She brushed the idea away and turned from the window. The doorbell sounded.She hadn't been expecting anyone.She dried her hands on her slacks, Isla coming and peering through the peephole. Her heart stuttered.Killian.Raindrops dripped through the shoulders of his coat. His hair inky black
Shattered Vows Chapter 100
Sunlight poured through the window of the coffee shop as Isla Carter and Killian Blackwood stepped out into the newly vacant street. The smell of rain was still in the air, fresh and infused with a gentle kind of hope. Neither of them said a word for a moment or two. It wasn't an uneasy silence but one that was heavy with the weight of all that hadn't been spoken—the past, the hurt, the what's-next."Do you want to walk a little bit?" Killian asked, his hands jammed deep in the pockets of his coat, his voice quiet.Isla nodded. "Yeah."They started walking down the sidewalk, falling into step without speaking. The city swirled around them—living, bustling—but their lives had been narrowed to this moment, this tenuous peace between them. Isla had no idea what would be next after this moment. But for the first time, she wasn't running from her feelings, and Killian wasn't hiding behind motivation.They reached the park, familiar yet altered in the way things are when viewed through diff
Shattered Vows Chapter 99
The following days were filled with a tense, quiet rhythm—a condition of cautious peace. Killian Blackwood did nothing. He didn't stick around. He called every day, just a friendly calling-in: *Do you need anything? May I bring something?*Isla Carter never heard him like this. soft before. There was a reserve in his voice, as if he were pacing on thin ice, not wanting to shatter the delicate balance she'd begun to restore.She didn't always pick up. Sometimes she let the phone ring out. But she listened to the voicemails.And every night, she looked at the empty space on the other side of her bed and wondered why the pain had not lessened.On the fourth day, she opened her front door to find a package. A hardcover book sat on the welcome mat, wrapped in brown paper and twine. There was no note. But she knew it was from him.It was the same novel they'd argued about previously at that bookstore near his penthouse. The one she'd called overhyped, and he'd said she hadn't had a decent s
Shattered Vows Chapter 98
The morning sun filtered through the lace curtains of Isla Carter's cottage, casting soft golden shafts that crept across the wooden floorboards. It had rained during the night, but now all was glittering with dew, as though nature itself had decided to cleanse the past.Isla awoke beneath the quilted blankets of her grandmother's old bed, her mind already racing with the events of last night. Her heart thudded with a mix of disbelief and something more tender. Not quite trust. Not yet. But its ghost.She turned her head a little and discovered Killian Blackwood sleeping in the armchair across the room, his large frame uncomfortably slouched, his head resting on the wooden back, and his dark lashes casting a shadow on his cheekbones. He looked. human. Vulnerable. Not the invincible magnate who had once discarded her like a broken deal.Just a man who had stayed.She sat up slowly, careful not to wake him. But his eyes fluttered open anyway."Morning," he murmured, his voice gravelly w
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