Semua Bab My Godfather is my Soulmate: Bab 91 - Bab 94

Alexa's POVElsie's chilling threat, claiming I had killed her mother, still gnawed at me. It was a vicious, confusing accusation that ripped through the fragile calm I'd found in my design work. But as the initial shock faded, a cold certainty settled in. Elsie was a pawn. Her anger, misguided as it was, stemmed from the rot that was my father's creation. And in a twisted way, her desperate message only confirmed one thing: his world was truly falling apart.He was bleeding, financially and publicly. The fear in Elsie's voice was proof that my father was hurting. This wasn't a time for doubt or sentimentality. This was the moment to press the attack.I pushed my design sketches aside, the colorful fabrics and flowing lines suddenly seeming trivial in the face of the escalating war. I found my father's contact in my phone, the name that had once represented safety, then betrayal, and now, pure hatred. I stared at it for a long moment, picturing his face, the smug arrogance that was no

Alexa's POVThe chilling sight of my mother's blank eyes, the utter lack of recognition, replayed in my mind like a cruel, broken film. She was gone. The vibrant, loving woman who had been my world, reduced to a fragile shell that didn't even know her own daughter.The grief, held at bay by vengeance and ambition, surged forward, overwhelming and relentless. It consumed me, clawing at my throat, burning behind my eyes. A choked sob escaped me, then another, and another, until they became ragged, uncontrollable gasps. The tears came then, hot and stinging, a torrent I couldn't stop. I sank to my knees on the cold marble floor, the elegant silence of the hospital shattered by my raw, deep cries. I buried my face in my hands, trembling, rocking back and forth as pure, unadulterated despair washed over me.I cried my eyes out. For my mother, for the life she had lost, for the memories that were now trapped somewhere she couldn't reach. For the little girl who just wanted her mom back.A s