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Chapter 57 – Through Her Tears
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Victoria POV The house hummed with a dangerous sort of order, like a clock that had learned to beat to someone else’s rules. Maxwell’s silence had become its own sound a calculated thing. He moved beneath it like a man with a knife stowed away, and I had to know when he was going to strike.He thought he could plan in private. He thought he could keep secrets from me. How quaint.I paced the sitting room, heels clicking, until the sound ricocheted off the walls. Maxwell never wasted noise. If he was quiet, it meant he was thinking, planning. And when he planned, he always left little traces breadcrumbs for those who knew how to read them.A small face interrupted me, the one that had once been a perfect, adoptable copy of my own. Lila sat on the rug, fingers tangled in a doll’s hair, eyes bright and careless.“Mummy… when do we go see Daddy?” she asked. Then, softer, hesitantly: “And Amelia?”The word landed with the weight of a thrown stone. Amelia. Even from a child it sounded like
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The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 57 – Through Her Tears
Maxwell POV I found her in Lila’s room.The light was dim, just a slant of moon cutting across the small bed, the stuffed animals lined in their uneven row. Amelia sat on the edge, her hands curled tight in her lap, her head bent low.I didn’t need to see the shine on her cheeks to know. She’d been crying.She wanted me to believe nothing was wrong, that she was unshaken, but I knew better. I always knew.She stood by the window, her back half-turned to me, fiddling with the curtains like the thin fabric had suddenly become important. It hadn’t. She didn’t want me to notice the truth shining in her eyes.But I noticed everything.“Amelia,” I said softly, testing the waters.She didn’t turn. Her voice, when it came, was too bright, too clipped. “What is it?”“You’re crying.”Her head snapped toward me, quick, almost defensive. “I wasn’t. Something got in my eyes, that’s all.”The lie was fragile. I almost wished I could let her keep it, but I couldn’t. Not when her tears were as much
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Amelia POV Lila’s room was too neat. Too still.I sat on the edge of her bed, the pink blanket tucked perfectly where she’d left it, the dolls lined up in a row like quiet sentries. The air smelled faintly of her lavender lotion and crayons, as if her laughter might echo out of the walls if I just listened hard enough.But there was no laughter. Just silence. A silence that pressed into me until my chest felt tight, my throat raw.I reached for the little stuffed rabbit she always carried to sleep, smoothing my hand over its frayed ear. My fingers trembled. How long had it been since she curled up in this bed, whispering goodnight with her small, drowsy voice? Days? Weeks? Time blurred when every moment without her felt like an eternity.I missed her.I missed her so much it hollowed me out.I pressed the rabbit to my chest, rocking slightly. “Lila,” I whispered, like the name might pull her back to me.But the room stayed empty.And with the emptiness came the thoughts I couldn’t si
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Amelia’s POVThe quiet stretched too long between us, sharp enough to cut. Maxwell sat at his desk, shoulders rigid, eyes fixed on nothing, as if he blinked the world might collapse. I hated that silence—it wasn’t the calm kind, it was the kind that built walls between us, brick by brick, while I stood on the other side begging for a door.“Maxwell,” I said softly, but my voice sounded too fragile in the heavy air.His jaw flexed, a flicker of movement, but no words came.I stepped closer, refusing to be shut out again. “You can’t keep doing this. Shutting me out. Pretending I don’t notice when you break in pieces right in front of me.”He turned then, slowly, his eyes shadowed, tired. “I’m trying to fix it,” he said, but the words were flat, worn down like they’d been scraped from him.“Fix it?” My laugh was sharp, not out of humor but disbelief. “Maxwell, we are not broken. You don’t glue us back together in silence and hope I don’t see the cracks. I need to know what you’re thinkin
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Maxwell’s Pov The house was too quiet without Amelia. The silence wasn’t peaceful; it was heavy, pressing in from every corner like it wanted me to crumble.I sat at the desk, staring at the drawer where the custody papers hid. My hand hovered over the handle, but I couldn’t bring myself to open it again. Those pages mocked me now, ink, paper, and signatures pretending to be shields. I’d read them a hundred times, clung to them as if they were a fortress, but Victoria had slipped right through me anyway.For the first time, I wondered if running was the only answer. Taking Lila. Taking Amelia. Disappearing. No lawyers, no courts. Just gone. The thought burned in my head like a fever.But even as it formed, my thoughts pushed through.And how long before she finds you?My fists clenched. I hated how close I was to breaking.I stood, pacing the length of the office. The window reflected my face at me—pale, drawn, haunted. I almost didn’t recognize the man staring back. He looked beaten
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