All Chapters of Wedcuffed: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Adrian POVThe guilt claws at me the second Sarah rushes on upstairs after Alessandro as she disappears from the sight, her steps are quick then almost frantic. Tension thickens in the air, and a boulder is like the weight settling on my chest of what happened. I rub my hands over my face then sink back into the couch just as if I can wipe away the memory unfolding between us. I should've never kissed her that way, not when she was so obviously conflicted, torn between what is and what was. But I can't take it back now. Now it's done.And the worst part? I am somewhat unwilling and I am quietly small.My fingers pressed firmly into my temples as I exhaled out so sharply.That makes of me just what kind of a man? Selfish? Manipulative?Probably. But even with the flicker of guilt that gnaws at my conscience, I cannot ignore the opportunity that this moment presents. Maybe, this crack is just what I do need to wedge me back into the life of Sarah, to remind her that what it is that we ha

Adrian POVI winced because of her tone's desperation. I feel somewhat like a total louse for using her weakness, for belittling Sarah after she progressed, just to wreck her existence once more after I reacted rashly. Another part of myself remains, even though.That other part is for calculating and is focused. The damage is already done so a misunderstanding between them is firmly planted so that alone gives me a sliver of hope with hope that I can use this to my advantage to pull Sarah back to me before she slips away completely.My back is pressed against the wall's cool surface beside their bedroom door as I linger out of sight. I force myself to stay still and listen though my heartbeat pounds in my ears. Alessandro’s voice cuts through the tension in the manner of a sharp blade. Restrained fury caused the measured voice to quiver.“At this time, I wonder if I should share everything with you.”Bingo.I expected for the words to hit, and they did do exactly that. Those words imp

Alessandro POVThe silence in the room feels oppressive with a huge burden, bearing down on me. The voice of Sarah still lingers in the air now. We still can feel her desperate plea, and it is etched within the space between us. Her words, even so, don’t reach to me. Not yet. Like betrayal, the moment when Sarah and Adrian were caught cuts deeper than any misunderstanding or argument we've ever had before as my mind, a storm, is replaying the scene while thrashing against the walls of my thoughts.My hands become fists near the window as I attempt to steady breaths. Because of the cold night air that seeps through the narrow crack within the glass and then chills my skin, it cruelly reminds me of just how distant and alien this entire situation has now become. The warmth and the certainty that I once held concerning our future seem to have drained from my life so that only this cold void is inside me. Trust is indeed a fragile thing to have. After trust breaks apart, piecing it togethe

Alessandro POVA bitter laugh escapes from me, sharp and raw, cutting through the thick tension in the air. “A mistake?” I echo, also the words taste as ash on my tongue. “That’s convenient.”Adrian does exhale sharply while he is rubbing his face. He looks weary since the first time everything's weight is pressing finally upon him. He says “I did not mean for any of this to happen” and his voice is low in its tone. “I’ve been trying to be there for Sarah and Gabriel, also for Gabriel, but I didn’t realize how much damage that this would cause that I didn’t think.”My eyes narrow. My jaw tightens. “You knew exactly what you were doing,” my steady voice says, yet anger is unmistakable under it.He does not respond for only a moment. Then instead of him denying it, he nods, and also his expression is heavy with a thing that is close to regret. He admits “Maybe I did,” and then he says, “maybe I deserve all of your anger,” but also he wanted for you to know “I’m stepping back.” I do not w

Sarah POVHe looks effortlessly composed as if last night's chaos had never touched him. When I come inside his dark eyes flicker up yet show nothing. A cryptic facade causes a new piercing stab into me. Warmth is not present likewise lingering affection is not present.First of all I do clear my throat. I want for my voice to be steady. “Good morning.”His response is immediate. However, it is clipped. “Morning.”Now the mornings of ours together do not have such a polite and also cool tone's soft color. More than what I want for admitting, the way in which he avoids looking directly at me stings. Before I force a small smile, I hesitate while gripping the back of a chair to steady myself. I will not let the fact that he is being distant discourage me at all. I must continue trying.“I thought,” I start with caution. I move one step slowly, and I then add, “We could spend the day together? Just the two of us always.”His jaw tightened slightly, ceramic mug tapped upon his fingers. I d