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Chapter 6

Auteur: Lara Dimson
Third-Person POV

Mom's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Dad caught her before she hit the floor, but his hands were shaking so badly he almost dropped her. The moment his eyes landed on the forced supply closet door, all the color drained from his face and he stumbled against the wall.

"Kira." Her name came out of his lungs like a puncture through his chest. "My daughter."

Panic flooded Archer's face. His voice trembled as he said, "No, that can't be. Kira was just fine just now! She has to be
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  • The Apologies Came Too Late   Chapter 13

    Kira's POVMy eyes stung as I stood there looking at them.I had thought I had already made peace with all of it. Five years of building something new, five years of waking up in a room that was mine and eating meals I chose and sleeping without dreading the next morning. I had thought the peace was real and permanent.But standing here, with my mother's tears and my father's guilt and Archer's hollow eyes, my chest ached exactly the way it used to."You poured everything into Maeve," I said quietly. "Her illness, her curse, her needs — that I understand. But I was there too. I was right there and you looked through me every single time." My voice dropped. "If my only purpose was to be her blood supply, why did you bring me into this world at all?"Nobody spoke."I left," I said. "I am far from all of you now. Isn't it better this way?"My mother's tears were streaming down her face. "Kira, we were so wrong. All of us. You are our daughter. You are our blood. That cannot just be severe

  • The Apologies Came Too Late   Chapter 12

    Kira's POVThe regret on Archer's face lasted exactly three seconds before he tried to recover."I didn't mean it like that," he said quickly. "I just meant that Maeve needed more from all of us and we all could have handled it better, including you."I looked at him for a long moment and then I nodded slowly. "You're right," I said. "I should have made more room for her. So I did. I gave her everything that was meant for me and then I left so she could have the rest of it too." I paused. "Isn't that the perfect outcome?"Archer opened his mouth but I wasn't finished."My feelings for you faded a long time ago, Archer. Every time you told me to step aside, every time you chose her comfort over my survival, something in me quietly let go. I don't love you anymore and I stopped sacrificing myself for people who never once thought to sacrifice anything for me." I held his gaze steadily. "No one cherished me, so I learned to cherish myself."The room was very still."I'm with someone else

  • The Apologies Came Too Late   Chapter 11

    Kira's POVThe International Humanitarian Gala filled the grand hall with lights and important people. World leaders sat in the front rows. Alphas from every major pack watched from their tables. Cameras flashed from the press area.I stood on the stage to give my first big speech as the new President of the Global Humanitarian Alliance. My dress was simple but elegant. Caelum’s security team stayed close without drawing attention.I spoke clearly into the microphone."Many people suffer in silence," I said. "We call them burdens. We drain them dry while pretending they are fine. Their pain stays invisible until it breaks them. Tonight, I ask you to see the ones we discard. The ones who give everything and get nothing back. True help starts when we stop ignoring their quiet screams."The room went quiet. My words came from my own life, but I never said my name or my story. When I finished, loud applause filled the hall and the people stood up.Backstage, Caelum waited for me. He smiled

  • The Apologies Came Too Late   Chapter 10

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  • The Apologies Came Too Late   Chapter 9

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