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Chapter 10: When Walls Meet Windows
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The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 30: What Do Bodies Remember?
Seraphina’s POVThe penthouse is exactly as I left it three days ago—coffee cup still on the counter, my book open on the couch, everything frozen in the moment I ran.Except for us. We’re not frozen anymore.Aurelius closes the door behind us, and we just stand there in the entryway, staring at each other like we’re both afraid this moment isn’t real. Like if we blink, we’ll wake up, and these three days will stretch into forever.“I should shower,” he says finally, gesturing at himself. “I haven’t… in three days, I couldn’t…”“I know.” I step closer, and he goes completely still. “I saw the footage. I know what these three days cost you.”His jaw tightens. “Then you know I’m barely holding it together right now. Seeing you with that man holding flowers, hearing him offer to take you to dinner like you weren’t wearing my ring…” His hands flex at his sides. “I’m trying very hard not to fall apart.”“Then don’t try.” I reach up and loosen his bow tie. His breath catches. “Don’t hold it
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 29: She's Mine
Seraphina’s POV“She’s not available,” Aurelius repeats, moving toward us with lethal calm. His eyes never leave David. “She’s not interested. And she’s definitely not yours.”David straightens his cufflinks like this is a negotiation. “Perhaps we should let the lady decide that.”“The lady decided three years ago when she married me.” Aurelius stops in front of him now. Close. Controlled. Terrifying. “She decides every day she wears my ring.”“A ring from a man who wasn’t seated front row for her biggest moment,” David counters smoothly. “Who let her face humiliation alone.”Aurelius moves — fast enough to silence the air.He doesn’t touch David.He simply steps between us, forcing him back.“I was here,” he says quietly. “I built the evidence that cleared her name. I dismantled the woman who tried to bury her. I absorbed the market crash. I stood in front of cameras and bled publicly for her.”He leans closer.“You think visibility equals loyalty? I brought down empires tonight.”T
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 28: Where Do Broken Hearts Run To?
Seraphina’s POVThe cab driver asks me where I’m going three times before I realize I don’t have an answer.I’ve been running for twenty minutes without knowing where to. Just away.My phone is off. His note is in my bag.And in four hours, I’m supposed to accept an award while my marriage quietly collapses.“Queens,” I whisper finally. “337 Maple Street.”My childhood home smells like lavender and regret.I drop my bag in my old bedroom and stare at faded posters from a girl who believed in forever.That girl was naive.I plug my phone in but leave it dark.Until 2:47 PM.I can’t resist anymore.The screen explodes.73 missed calls.156 texts.847 notifications.My stomach drops.Emma:EMERGENCY. Your award speech leaked. They’re saying you didn’t write it. Scandal everywhere. CALL ME.My fingers shake as I open Twitter.SeraphinaKingsleyFraud— trending 1 worldwide.NepotismQueen— trending 3.@EventIndustryTea:Seraphina Kingsley’s award-winning speech allegedly ghostwritten. Sources
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 27: What Happens When the Person You're Running From is Yourself?
Seraphina's POVI find him on the balcony at 3 a.m., still as stone, staring at the city like it holds answers to questions he's afraid to ask.He doesn't know I'm awake. Doesn't know I've been watching him for the past twenty minutes through the glass door, seeing what he hides when he thinks I'm not looking.His shoulders are hunched forward—not the confident posture of a man who commands boardrooms. His hands grip the railing so tightly his knuckles are white. And when the wind shifts, I hear it.He's crying.Aurelius Kingsley—trillionaire, empire builder, the man who faced down terrorists and board meetings with equal calm—is crying on our balcony at 3 a.m. while his wife pretends to sleep.The realization hits like a physical blow: I'm not the only one drowning.I slide the door open. He straightens immediately, swiping at his face, rebuilding his armor so quickly I almost miss the vulnerability."Did I wake you?" His voice is carefully controlled. Too controlled."You're doing i
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 26: How Many Times Can You Say "I'm Fine" Before It Becomes a Lie?
Seraphina's POVHe's beautiful when he sleeps.I've been awake for an hour, watching Aurelius in the pre-dawn light filtering through our bedroom curtains. His face is relaxed in sleep, free from the weight of running an empire, free from the burden of loving me through my fears.There's a small scar above his left eyebrow—a childhood accident, he told me once. His lashes are longer than mine, casting shadows on his cheeks. And his hand, even in sleep, reaches across the sheets, searching for mine.I should feel peace. Yesterday, he promised I was enough. Held me while I cried. Said all the right words.So why does my chest feel like it's caving in?Because words are easy, the voice in my head whispers. Actions over time are what matter. And you've given him three days to process. Wait six months. Wait five years. Wait until his friends start having babies and he realizes what he gave up.My phone lights up on the nightstand. I grab it before it wakes him.Emma: Sera, you're trending.
The Heart That Wouldn’t Surrender Chapter 25: When Does Love Learn the Difference Between Enough and Everything?
Seraphina's POVThe coffee in my hands has gone cold.I've been sitting in this café across from Dr. Chen's office for two hours, staring at my phone, at Aurelius's response to my "we need to talk" text: I'm here. Whatever it is, we'll face it together.Together. The word that used to comfort me now feels like a promise I'm about to break.Because how do you tell the man who just saved his foundation, who just proved to five hundred witnesses that you're worth fighting for, that you're medically incapable of giving him the one thing most marriages are built on?"You gonna order something else, honey, or just take up space?" The waitress—Rosa, according to her name tag—refills my cold coffee without asking. She's older, maybe sixty, with kind eyes that have seen too much life to judge."Sorry. I'll leave—""Didn't say leave. Said order something." She slides into the booth across from me uninvited. "You've got that look. The one women get when they're about to do something stupid becau
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