Semua Bab After Divorce, The Heiress Decides to Revenge: Bab 131 - Bab 140

NOLANWhen I held Alanna’s hand across the table, a wave of relief washed over me. The simple touch of her fingers in mine was grounding, reminding me of everything we’d shared, everything we could have again. Her coy smile after I asked her if she’d give us another chance—it was all I needed to know this night was going to be special.I let my thumb trace gentle circles on the back of her hand, savoring the moment. “You know, I’ve missed this,” I confessed, my voice soft, almost vulnerable. “Just talking to you, being with you. I feel like we’ve both been running in different directions for so long.”Alanna looked down for a moment, her expression thoughtful. When she met my gaze again, her eyes were filled with a mix of nostalgia and hope. “It does feel like that, doesn’t it? Like we’ve both been through so much… but somehow, we always find our way back to each other.”A comfortable silence settled between us, the kind that doesn’t need to be filled. I took a sip of my wine, feeling

ALANNAOne more blissful night with Nolan, left me feeling like I was walking on clouds the next morning. I woke up to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air, and the sound of soft snores coming from his side of the bed. I couldn't help but smile as I looked at him, his chiseled jawline relaxed in sleep, his dark hair tousled, and his broad shoulders rising and falling with each breath. I felt a flutter in my chest as I remembered the way he had made me feel last night, how he had touched me, kissed me, and made me scream his name in ecstasy.Slipping out of bed, I decided to make him breakfast in bed. I put on my silky robe and made my way to the kitchen, feeling a sense of contentment that I hadn't felt in a long time. I made him scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast, and poured him a cup of hot coffee. I carefully carried the tray back to the bedroom, feeling a sense of excitement as I thought about surprising him. I entered the room, I saw that Nolan had woken up a

Alanna"The truth cuts deeper than any blade, especially when it’s hidden in the shadows of those we trust."I’ve always believed that there’s a certain weight to silence. The kind that wraps around you, squeezes until you can hardly breathe, and then just sits there, a heavy, oppressive thing. Today, that silence is louder than ever. It hums in my ears as I stand in the hospital corridor, staring blankly at the sterile, white walls. The phone rang, and when I saw Dad’s name on the screen, I felt a familiar knot tighten in my stomach. I picked up, trying to steady my voice. “Dad?” There was a long pause on the other end, the kind that made your heart race because you knew bad news was coming.“Alanna,” he said, his voice clipped, almost emotionless. “Your mother’s taken a turn for the worse. The doctors... they don’t think she has much time left.”I swallowed hard, my throat tightening. “How bad is it?”“She’s not going to make it through the week,” he replied, the words heavy, alm

"Sometimes, the hardest battles aren’t fought with others, but with the pieces of yourself that you’ve lost along the way."Driving home felt like moving through a haze. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, as I replayed the events of the day over and over in my mind. Everything was a blur, a whirlwind of emotions I couldn’t seem to get a handle on. How had my life unraveled so completely in just a few hours?My mother—no, not my mother—had told me the most devastating truth of all. I wasn’t hers. The woman who had spent my entire life resenting me, pushing me away, had finally revealed why. I wasn’t her daughter. I had always wondered what I had done wrong, why she never loved me the way a mother should. And now, the answer was simple. I didn’t belong to her.But if I wasn’t hers, then whose was I? Who were my real parents? And why was I given to this family, to be raised in a home where love was withheld like some cruel game?As if that wasn’t enough, Chloe

**"There are moments when life seems to break, shattering everything you’ve held dear, leaving you grasping at fragments, trying to piece together what’s left."**I’d been on edge for days, the threatening messages still haunting me, no matter how hard I tried to push them out of my mind. But today, I told myself, would be different. I was picking up the kids from school, and we would have a normal afternoon—no fear, no anxiety, just us. I clung to that thought like a lifeline as I drove to the school, trying to drown out the nagging voice in my head that kept whispering warnings.Lucas and Lucy were waiting at the front gate, their faces lighting up when they saw me. It was a small moment, but one that made my heart swell. They ran to the car, their backpacks bouncing as they climbed in.“Mom, guess what?” Lucas was already chattering as he buckled up. “I got a gold star on my science project!”“And I made a new friend today!” Lucy added, her excitement contagious.I smiled, trying t