All Chapters of GOING TO LOSE YOU FOREVER: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Valeria stumbled into her condo unit, her legs betraying her as she closed the door behind her. The sound of the lock clicking into position echoed through her lavish living room. But none of the extravagance, none of the class, none of the sparkling chandeliers was relevant. None of it was relevant when the weight of her guilt was closing in on her chest.Seated on the ground, her body shattered with sobbing, her cheeks glimmering with tears, the picture of Vanessa's parents, their faces wrought with sorrow, their very features wracked with suffering, was etched forever in her consciousness. Kc's rage, the rage in his eyes, haunted her. His rage had enveloped her like shrouds, pulling her toward a darkness that she could not escape."Your killed her. Your killed my wife. Your killed my child."His words rang out in her mind, persistent and vicious. She could still sense the lash of his words, the gaze he had given her as if she were a beast. And perhaps she was. Perhaps she had earne

And then, as if on command, a memory flitted through his head—the memory of the manner in which Valeria had pleaded for his pardon. It was little enough. A fleeting second, actually. A few words, a spattering of tears. But for an instant, he had caught a glimpse in her eyes—guilt. Desperation. A glimmer of humanity. But it didn't matter. She had stolen his future, his love, and the child they would have had together. Nothing, not even her apologies, could erase that. He snatched his coat from the back of his chair, moving quickly and erratically. He needed to see her. He needed to confront her. To make her realize what hell she had put him through. Kc's head was a battlefield, and Valeria was the attacker. She would never be rid of the fruits of her labour—not if he had anything to say about it. He burst out of his office, his mind dark, clouded with the rage that seethed in his chest. His heart pounded against his ribs, the heaviness of the sorrow near to crushing. But it was not eno

Valeria slid into a seat, her hands trembling in buckling the seatbelt. "Kim. wh-what if he finds me?" she whispered, her voice hardly audible.Briefly, Kim clenched his teeth as he got into the driver's seat and turned on the car. "Then we'll be set in motion."As they sped away into the night, Valeria stared outside, her heart heavy with dread about what lay ahead.Would she ever escape Kc’s wrath?Meanwhile…Kc sat in his office, holding a glass of whiskey so hard it almost broke in his hand. His head was a jumble of sorrow, anger, and a pain so hollow it refused to let go.His phone vibrated on the desk. He ignored it.Then it rang again.He took a harsh breath before answering. "What?"A low voice came back. "You let her go."Kc's face darkened. "What are you talking about?""Valeria. She's fleeing."Kc sat bolt upright, his whole body stiffening. "Where?" "She departed her condo a few minutes ago. She's not heading home, Kc. She's in hiding."His hand around the phone clenched.

Kc gave a cold, emotionless laugh, his eyes flashing with contempt. "Human rights?" His venomous voice dripped with bile as he made a threatening movement forward. "Did my child and wife deserve to live, Valeria? Did they get a chance to beg for their lives when you stole from them their future?She shook her head forcefully, her whole body shaking. "I didn't steal anything! Someone sabotaged my car! Why won't you listen to me?!"His visage was curled into a scowl, breathing harsh and unpredictable. "Because it doesn't count!" he bellowed. "Vanessa died. My child died. And you—you get to stand here alive, crying, playing the victim!""I am a victim!" she screamed. "I lost everything too! My career, my dignity—my life is crumbling, Kc! And you—" She fought to gulp down the sobs. "You're only making it worse."Kc's hand darted out, his fingers wrapping around her chin, supporting her face up to meet the hard, merciless glint in his eyes. "Good," he grunted. "Because I am not through wit

Kc's hand around his pen grew tight until his knuckles whitened. The clucking of lawyer's lingo in the boardroom didn't reach him. His thoughts were elsewhere.On her.Valeria believed she could flee. That she could vanish into the night and get her name cleared.She was mistaken.For no matter where she ran, no matter how far she attempted to get away, he would find her.And when he did—she would suffer.The mere thought sent a wry smile to his mouth."Atty. Page?"Kc's head jerked up, annoyance flashing in his eyes.Marcel shifted uneasily under his icy stare. "Sir, the Roosevelt case summary requires your signature."Kc let out a harsh breath, grabbing the folder in silence. He riffled through it indifferently, signing his name at the end.It was a case that should have commanded his whole attention. A case any lawyer would kill to work on. But for now, Roosevelt and corruption were nothing.All that mattered was she.He closed the folder with a loud snap, making some of the junior