บททั้งหมดของ Fading Embers: The Search For Lost Love: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“It’s very much expected of him to do that,” Signoral replied, her eyes darting around the room.After Anthony left, Ranya had maintained his stance on not sharing a room with her. She needed to make Calista understand that Ranya belonged to her, and no matter what love might be blooming between them, she wasn’t going to sit idly by and let her take him—just as Vivian had.Losing him to peasants always made her blood boil with anger as she paced back and forth in her room while Penelope updated her on the recent activities in Texas. Someone powerful had pulled the news down, which she believed was Ranya’s doing.“Mr. Ranya isn’t the one who pulled down the news, ma’am,” Penelope declared, her tone edged with uncertainty.Signoral clutched the phone tightly against her ear. If Ranya hadn’t pulled down the news, then who had? After his father, Ranya was the most powerful man she knew, capable of moving mountains if he wished. At thirty-one, the young man had established himself as a for

The room was filled with suffocating silence, and tension hung heavy in the air. Even the domestic workers were on edge, afraid to make a sound and get caught in the brewing storm.“What did you just say, Ranya?” Signoral’s voice wavered, her limbs too weak to move. “You’re what?” The words that escaped her lips sounded more like a screech than a question. Signoral tightened her fists, her body trembling with rage. “Ranya, what did you say?”“You heard me, Miss Hamilton.” The boldness in his tone made her seethe with fury. “I’m in love with Calista,” Ranya replied, his hand still firmly wrapped around her waist.Signoral’s eyes darted to Calista, who stood frozen in shock, her lashes fluttering as she tried to process what was happening. This wasn’t what she had expected. Tomorrow was supposed to be the ceremony, and now Ranya was calling off his wedding because of her.“Calista!” Signoral’s voice cracked as she took a step toward her, a murderous look in her eyes. Calista glanced awa

Calista paced angrily around her room. It was already midnight, and too much had happened since she arrived at the White House. Ranya’s unsettling behavior and unexpected announcement had left her feeling completely out of place. She hadn’t intended to hit Signoral, but the nasty things she had said pushed Calista to the edge.The only solution she saw now was to get out of Washington. She might not be able to catch a flight immediately, but she could at least find a hotel to stay at until the next day. She darted towards the closet, contemplating whether to take any clothes. Anthony had bought everything for her, and taking them might make her feel unreasonable, especially since she knew their relationship was likely coming to an abrupt end.Her stomach twisted uneasily. She hadn’t been able to gauge Anthony’s reaction to everything that had happened. She knew he would be shocked and disappointed, but a part of her, cruel as it might seem, hoped he would be the one to end things.The

The ride began in tense silence as Ranya drove through the city toward the ramp where the aircraft awaited them. With Damian sitting beside him in the front seat, Ranya knew the quiet wouldn’t last.“About earlier, I’m really sorry,” Damian began, glancing quickly at Ranya before looking back out the window. “I shouldn’t have said those things about Aunt. I know she’s disappointed in me.”“She is,” Ranya replied, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. “But you’re forgiven.”Damian smirked. “I deserve an apology, too.”“For what?”“For almost killing me. I literally saw Dad in heaven… almost,” Damian said, trying to keep a straight face but failing to hide his grin.Ranya chuckled. “What did he say? Bet he was ready to welcome you.”Damian stared at Ranya for a moment, feeling foolish for ever wanting Ranya to be apart from Calista. Ever since she returned, even with her clear hesitation about being with Ranya, he had changed for the better. Damian wondered how happy Ranya would be if he ev

They took her father.Those words echoed relentlessly in her mind as she struggled to get ready, her hands trembling as she fought to tame her hair into a messy ponytail. She was still in her pajamas, not even close to being properly dressed, but that didn’t matter. They had her father.She thought it was over. It should have been.Ranya watched her with concern, sensing the turmoil boiling beneath her frantic movements.“Where are you going?” he asked gently, careful not to provoke her, but his question only irritated her more.She shot him a withering glare. “You’re not seriously asking me that, are you?”“Cal…”“You’re the reason all of this is happening! You’re the thorn in my flesh, a past I want to erase!" Her voice was sharp, laced with the sting of unresolved pain.If only Ranya had not pursued her, had not shown any interest. She couldn’t help but think this was his father’s doing.“Calista,” he said softly, his tone full of warmth. The tenderness in his voice caught her off