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I Believe You, Elara

ผู้เขียน: Self-love
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"Let's get out of here," Lucian said softly to her.

Elara’s heart was beating so fast. Nevertheless, she nodded, small, almost imperceptible, yet filled with determination, and then followed Lucian out of the chapel, with every gaze in the entire building glued to their backs.

People shifted in their seats, some standing, some craning their necks just to keep watching the pair who had just shattered an entire family’s plans as if they were nothing more than fragile glass.

The man was...

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  • The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill   Elara, The Matchmaker

    He sighed again, and his voice softened. “Of course, it's a yes. I can never say no to you. Also, it's been decades since you said something nice to me. So yeah, let's work on it. I still love you, Grace. I just... I just wish you would be a little nicer to me sometimes. Your love for me seems to have faded over the years and I didn't even know where I went wrong.” Everyone sighed at George’s words. That man had indeed suffered immensely at the hands of Grace. They wondered how he was still going to give her another chance after many. “And I don’t actually want to divorce you. I was just… tired. We’ve both been stubborn. I thought maybe you didn’t care anymore.” George continued. Grace’s knees nearly buckled. “I care!” she shrieked. “I care too much! I am aggressively in love with you!” Nathan fell off the armrest. George laughed fully now. “I hope,” he continued warmly, “that we can work things out through our marriage.” Immediately he said that, Grace almost jumped in happ

  • The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill   Grace’s Love Confession

    After Elara said everything, after she calmly, ominously, and almost theatrically dropped her “vision” about George divorcing Grace, the entire room had gone so quiet that a pin drop could have been heard. Grace stood frozen for a long second. Her lips trembled and her fingers twitched. Her pride, that unshakable, unbending, iron-clad pride she had worn like armor for decades, cracked right down the middle. And then, with a trembling hand that looked like it might betray her at any second, Grace picked up her phone. “Grace…” Edward tried to say gently. But she was already dialing. Her fingers nearly missed the screen twice. She inhaled sharply, like someone about to jump into icy water. The phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times. Each ring felt like a hammer to her heart. "Why is he not picking up? Pick up! Pick up, please!" Finally... “Hello?” George’s voice came through, gentle, warm, steady, and unsuspecting as usual. Grace didn’t let him even finish his greeting. “Geor

  • The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill   Humbling Grace

    It had been a long, emotional day for the family, especially after the recent chaos involving Nathan and that almost-fatal flight incident, and for the first time since then, everyone seemed to be breathing a little easier.Nathan leaned back in his chair, one hand resting on his stomach, the other loosely wrapped around his glass of water. He had eaten to his heart’s content, perhaps more than usual, as though food itself were proof that he was alive, safe, and still here with them. His brush with death had shaken everyone to their core. Even now, the memory of what could have happened lingered like a ghost at the table.Elara sat quietly beside Lucian, her posture composed, her expression serene yet thoughtful. She practically wanted to die of embarrassment because of Lucian fussing over her.And then...Just as dessert plates were being cleared and tea was about to be poured, Grace cleared her throat.It wasn’t her usual commanding, attention-demanding cough. It was softer, almo

  • The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill   Only For You

    Her fingers tapped lightly against the edge of her plate, forgotten food growing cold in front of her. Nathan noticed her actions immediately. He knew his sister. He knew how arrogant and stubborn she could be. He had grown up with her. He had fought with her. He had defended her. And today… After everything that had happened… He just hoped she wouldn’t cause any more trouble. “Grace,” Nathan called gently, setting his chopsticks down. “What’s bothering you?” The table quieted slightly. Grace didn’t answer immediately. Her gaze slowly shifted toward Elara. Elara stiffened instinctively. Lucian’s hand froze mid-air and frowned. His protective instinct kicked in. The air thickened as everyone braced themselves. Because if there was one thing everyone knew… It was that Grace was proud. Fiercely proud and painfully stubborn. She never admitted she was wrong. Never! But to everyone’s shock... Grace pushed her chair back slightly. She stood up and looked at Elara earnestly

  • The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill   You Are Exhausted From Kissing

    Lunch was served after a while. The dining room, which had earlier been suffocating with accusations, fear, and almost irreversible regret, now carried the rich aroma of freshly prepared dishes, steaming rice, tender meat glazed in sauce, and fragrant herbs rising into the air like silent offerings of gratitude. The family gathered at the dining table as they ate and chatted. But it wasn’t the same kind of chatter as before. It was softer. A little careful. A little embarrassed. A little grateful. Nathan sat at the head of the table, the place he had occupied for decades as the successor of the family. He sat there as a man who had nearly died. As a man who had almost left his family behind. Nathan ate to his fullest. Not because the food was exceptionally good, though it was. Not because he was starving, though he hadn’t eaten all day. He ate because he could. Because he was alive. Because his lungs were still filling with air. Because his heart was still beating stead

  • The Bride They Sacrificed: Reborn To Love And Kill   He Should Have Married Earlier

    Up the stairs they went. Lucian didn't stop until they were far enough from the living room that the sounds of groaning and shouting faded into faint echoes. He pushed open their bedroom door with his foot and stepped inside. The moment the door shut behind them, Elara smacked his chest lightly. "You're impossible!" she hissed, still half-laughing. "Put me down!" Lucian looked down at her calmly. "You were about to overwork yourself." "It was cooking lunch! What do you mean by overworking myself?" "You were nervous," Lucian stated matter-of-factly. Elara froze. She was indeed nervous. But not in a bad way. He walked to the bed and gently placed her down, but he didn't step away. "You're trying too hard," he said quietly. Her smile softened. "I just want them to like me. I don't want them to use what I did with your father's food against me forever." "They do. You don't need to try harder." Lucian said. "I want them to trust me." She sighed. "They will. And if they don'

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