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47: Held Together by Silence
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You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise 51: When the Past Refuses to Sign Away Its Power
When the Past Refuses to Sign Away Its PowerELENA lifted the phone to her ear, her fingers tightening slightly around it as the call connected.“Hello?” she said, keeping her voice steady.“Mrs. Brooks— sorry, Ms. Elena,” her lawyer corrected himself quickly. “I just left Marcus’s residence.”Her heart skipped. She straightened in the chair instinctively, every muscle in her body going taut. Eamon, who had been leaning casually against the edge of the desk, noticed the shift immediately. His posture changed, attention sharpening, though he said nothing.“And?” Elena asked, her voice barely above a whisper.There was a pause on the other end. A heavy one.“He refused to sign the papers.”Elena’s lips parted. “Refused?” she repeated, disbelief flooding her tone. “On what grounds?”“He claims the divorce is ‘unnecessary’ and insists that the marriage is still salvageable,” the lawyer said, his voice professional but edged with frustration. “He also questioned the timing, implied coerci
You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise 50: Papers, Promises and the Point of No Return
Papers, Promises, and the Point of No ReturnAVA hadn’t expected it, none of it. Not the way Eamon stepped closer to Elena, not the way his body angled instinctively toward her, protective and familiar, and certainly not the way his left arm slid around Elena’s waist as though it belonged there. As though it had always belonged there.Her heart twirled violently in her chest.She felt it, felt the sudden loss of balance, the sharp, dizzying realization crashing into her all at once. The clerk. The *old cargo*. Elena. Standing there, tucked neatly into Eamon’s side, calm, confident, adored.Eamon leaned closer to Elena, lowering his voice just enough to make it private but not enough to hide the intimacy of it. His thumb brushed lightly against her waist as he spoke, his posture relaxed, unguarded. Lovers’ body language— easy, unconscious, practiced.Ava’s lips wobbled.Her mouth opened, then closed. Opened again. No words came. It was as though the floor beneath her feet had cracked o
You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise 49: When Masks Fall in the Hallway
When Masks Fall in the HallwayELENA stepped out of the elevator and into the quiet hallway that led straight to Eamon’s office. The silence felt heavier than usual, broken only by the soft click of her heels against the polished floor. This time, she wasn’t holding any documents or files, wasn’t mentally rehearsing figures or reports or how to present herself. She wasn’t even there for anything work-related. Her thoughts were elsewhere, tangled and restless, her heart beating a little faster with each step she took.She slowed as she neared the office door, the familiar oak wooden frame suddenly intimidating. Elena raised her hand, fingers hovering just inches from the doorknob. She hesitated, drawing in a small breath— then froze.The knob turned from the inside.Before she could react, the door clicked open.The last person she had expected stepped out.Ava.Elena blinked, momentarily stunned, her lips parting slightly as the realization sank in. Ava stood there with the confidence
You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise 48: When the Past Finally Breaks
When the Past Finally BreaksELENA looked at him as though he had spoken in another language.“Divorce?” she asked, her eyes widening.“Yes, babe,” Eamon replied calmly, but firmly. “A divorce… and a legal claim on Evan. That would put a final hold on all of this.” He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees. “Something official. Something binding. Like a restraint.”She stared at him, silent.The word echoed in her head, divorce. She had carried it like a forbidden thought for years, burying it under fear, hope, guilt, and exhaustion. She had never allowed herself to examine it closely. But now, sitting beside Eamon, with the night’s chaos still fresh, it suddenly made sense in a way it never had before.She inhaled slowly.“You know…” she began, then paused. “You are right.”Eamon turned to her fully.“Of course I am,” he said gently. “Dropping his last name— that thing that still ties you both together— is what you need to finally stop him from showing up whenever h
You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise 47: Held Together by Silence
Held Together by SilenceTHE air shifted the moment Eamon came out the door and stepped fully onto the porch.It was subtle, but unmistakable, like a storm changing direction.Marcus froze for half a second, then his jaw tightened. His hands curled into fists at his sides, nails biting into his palms as anger surged hot and ugly through him. ‘Why must he appear everywhere? Every time?’ The thought burned.“Oh,” Marcus scoffed bitterly, breaking the tense silence. “So this is your new man now, huh?”Elena stiffened beside the door, but Eamon didn’t move an inch. He stood tall, shoulders squared, his presence calm yet unyielding.“Watch your tone,” Eamon said coolly. “You are trespassing.”Marcus laughed, sharp and humorless. “Trespassing? On what— your charity project?” His eyes slid to Elena with venom. “Is this what you do now, Elena? Replace me so fast you don’t even pretend to grieve?”Elena’s voice shook, but she spoke. “You don’t get to stand here and talk like that. You came
You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise 46: Cracks Beneath The Smile
Cracks Beneath the SmileTHE living room was tastefully furnished. It wasn't a mansion, but a house that spoke of money spent carefully and confidently. Cream-colored couches, abstract art on the walls, a glass center table polished to perfection. It was quiet, save for the faint hum of the air conditioner and Tiara’s laughter.She sat curled comfortably on the couch, phone in hand, scrolling endlessly. Her laughter rang out again and again, light and animated, as though she were determined to fill the space with sound.Marcus sat beside her.A glass of wine rested loosely in his hand, the deep red liquid untouched for long stretches of time. He had taken only a few absent-minded sips since Tiara served it, his eyes distant and unfocused. His body was present, but his mind was clearly elsewhere.Tiara burst into another fit of laughter. “Hey baby, look at this— oh my! This guy is so funny,” she said, shoving the phone playfully into Marcus’s face.He glanced at the screen for half a
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