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CHAPTER 93 – The Final Rejection
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The Wedding Night Curse CHAPTER 98 – The House Without Shadows
Alika’s POVThe mornings here were quieter than they should be. Sometimes, the silence stretched so long I had to open the windows just to make sure the world hadn’t disappeared entirely. No birdsong, no passing cars. Only the gentle breath of the lake outside and the ticking of the old clock I found in the attic. I lived alone now, in a modest cottage by the lake, miles away from any town. People said I looked young for someone who had been through so much. They didn’t ask what I’d been through. It was better that way.I didn’t tell them about Ethan.I didn’t tell them about Blackwell Manor.I didn’t tell them about the night the world broke and stitched itself back together in silence.The newspapers had no record of the manor ever existing. Maps erased the forest that once surrounded it. Even the villagers who used to speak in whispers about the Blackwells now looked at me with polite confusion when I brought up the name. History
The Wedding Night Curse CHAPTER 97 – The World That Forgot
Alika’s POVI should’ve forgotten him.I should’ve forgotten everything—the manor, the blood-stained veil, the promises whispered through broken mirrors. That was the cost. That was the deal.But as the purple fire devoured him, and his voice said, “My love is stronger than fate”, I felt something burn into the deepest part of me. Not pain. Not grief. Something else. Something forbidden to remain.When I opened my eyes, I was standing in an open field.There was no Blackwell Manor behind me. Just a stretch of green hills under a cloudless sky. The altar, the gate, the spirits—all gone like a fever dream. My dress was no longer soaked in blood. It was a plain white sundress, soft and dry against my legs. My hands were clean. No sigils. No cuts. No Ethan.I turned around once. Twice.Nothing.No one.I walked.I don’t know how long. Hours? Days?I reached a small town. It
The Wedding Night Curse CHAPTER 96 – THE SACRIFICE
Ethan’s POVI knew my time was up when that violet light split the sky and the altar cracked beneath our feet.Alika stood at the edge of the blood circle, her gown torn, face bloodied and streaked with ash. But her eyes—God—those eyes were still alive. And I knew I’d never see them again without breaking everything I’d ever known about love and sacrifice.“I can do this on my own,” she said, voice cracking. “You don’t have to—”“That’s not the point,” I said, stepping toward her even as every step felt like it was tearing something loose inside me. “It has to end. And I’m the only one who can stop it from within.”She grabbed my hand—tight, like she could anchor me here long enough to make me change my mind.But I’d known for a long time. Since that night on the stone bridge. Since my blood started to boil and Sybilla appeared in the mirror with that smile full of hate. This curse wasn’t just a chain. It was a pit pulling down every soul we ever loved.“I’m not letting you do this al
The Wedding Night Curse CHAPTER 95 – THE SECOND WEDDING
Alika’s POVI opened my eyes to a darkness that didn’t surprise me. The spirit world. But this time, it was different.The sky above had no color. Just gray. Like ashes that never got a chance to settle. The ground under my feet was cold and damp like a tombstone that had just been laid. I smelled rotting flowers, and I heard footsteps—slow, synchronized, deliberate.I stood in the middle of a long aisle. On both sides of me were rows of figures dressed in silver burial robes. They didn’t speak. They didn’t move. But they were all staring at me.My dress… wasn’t mine. It was black. Heavy. It dragged behind me and clung to my arms like a shroud. At the center of my chest, a silver brooch shaped like a skull-rose—Sybilla’s symbol. I tried to rip it off. My fingers broke skin, but the brooch didn’t budge. It clung like it was a part of me.At the far end of the aisle stood a blood-red altar, built from rough stone. There were two stairways leading up to it, like a stage. And standing at
The Wedding Night Curse CHAPTER 94 – The Soul That Wouldn’t Leave
Alika’s POV The sky above the manor had cracked. Black veins tore through the night like dead roots. I stood at the front door, suitcase in my right hand, chest tightening with every breath. The screams of the spirits still echoed behind me, but they were fading—like they’d been swallowed by a deep well.I didn’t look back. I had enough. More than enough.I barely made it a few steps before I heard her voice.“Alika.”I closed my eyes. Ethan’s mother.I thought she’d let me leave. But even hell knows how to let go better than that woman.“Alika,” she called again, softer this time. Too soft.I turned. She stood at the edge of the dining room, red velvet clinging to her frame. Her smile was wide—not warm, but sly. Like she knew something I didn’t.“If you’re going to leave... at least say goodbye to your new family,” she said.I didn’t answer. But I walked toward the dining room anyway—maybe to make sure I wasn’t wrong for leaving. Inside, three people sat around the long table: Ethan
The Wedding Night Curse CHAPTER 93 – The Final Rejection
Alika's POVI didn’t whisper the words.I said them clearly.No.I reject you.I reject your crown, your curse, your kingdom of bleeding brides.I reject love that demands sacrifice, love that devours instead of protects.And most of all, I reject you, Sybilla—no matter whose face you wear.The moment those words left my mouth, something shifted. The air trembled. The sky cracked. A sound like bones being split apart echoed through the entire manor.The spirits froze.Their silk dresses floated midair, unmoving. Their hands—clutching wedding rings, baby shoes, candles, and bones—trembled violently before dropping everything to the floor.Then came the scream.It wasn’t Sybilla.It wasn’t even a voice.It was the house.The manor itself screamed as if it had been alive this whole time, and now that I’d rejected its p
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