All Chapters of Broken Bonds: Beyond Destiny: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Sophia I gave him permission to let it all out. I preferred he told me what he truly thought and felt, rather than treating me like something fragile. We were alone, so it was the perfect moment for him to vent and bring everything he was feeling to the surface. But he didn’t. He blamed me for our breakup, but he didn’t yell that he hated me. I was waiting for him to say it. That way, everything would be easier for me, and I’d have more reasons to accept that this marriage wasn’t right for either of us. I told him I didn’t want a half-hearted love, a love held together only by the commitment of having a child. But that didn’t mean there wasn’t a voice inside me begging me to give in to the idea. Still, it felt foolish, and the more reasons I had to shatter my hopes, the easier it would be. "Let’s be honest," I said. "You and I can't get married and pretend everything’s fine. We’re not mature enough to do that. We’ll just end up hating each other even more. And I don’t want to hate

SophiaBright had a thousand reasons to be angry with me, but that didn’t give him the right to act aggressively. And that’s exactly what he was doing, being aggressive. Slamming the counter in a fit of rage didn’t make him good company. Seeing him like that scared me. I was sure he would never lay a finger on me, but Bright needed to control himself."You have anger issues," I said, frowning, clearly disgusted by his behavior. "You won’t solve anything by hitting the counter. You get that, right?" I looked at him, distrustful.Bright stayed silent and looked away. He couldn’t even meet my gaze for long. That was something that had changed in him. Bright used to never look away from anyone, he feared nothing. But when our eyes met, he couldn’t hold the stare for more than a few seconds. It was like looking at me hurt him. Like I disgusted him. Like my presence burned him.Why can’t you look at me? I wanted to ask, trying to get his eyes back on mine, but it was useless.I moved a litt

Sophia How could his words feel like a caress to the heart and a stab at the same time?Bright didn’t say another word. He stayed silent, but he was still there, in front of me. He hadn’t moved an inch, and for a second, I thought he had fallen asleep while squatting. His cologne was as strong and intense as always, enveloping me with his presence. I felt the urge to ask him to wrap me in his arms. I needed him —his affection, his love— but I didn’t dare open my eyes and ask for it. I knew the answer would be rejection. My heart didn’t have the strength to bear it.I could almost feel Bright bringing his hand to my face. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but he did move his hand closer. He gently stroked the skin of my cheek, as if afraid to break me or wake me up. I stayed still, rigid, tense, but full of an emotion I wanted to release, yet couldn’t. It was hard to hold myself back. It was hard not to throw myself into his arms and cover him with kisses.Feeling his touch spar

SophiaI couldn’t believe what was happening between us. One single action, a closeness, a glance… and a kiss.Bright was kissing me, and I had to blink several times to make sure this wasn’t some wild fantasy made up by my mind. A delirium born from the deepest desires buried in the corners of my heart. But it was happening. It was real. Or at least I thought it was. And if it turned out to be just an illusion, I wanted to stay inside that bubble for the rest of my days, because nothing had ever made me feel more alive than that soft, warm, fleshy kiss.Bright’s lips were on mine, playing, tracing a perfect path back and forth to my heart. He had no idea what he was stirring inside me, but the fire that once burned within me, one I believed had slowly died out, was now more dangerous than ever. Nothing had ended. And that kiss was all the confirmation I needed. I wasn’t referring to a future together, but rather to the love I still felt for Bright. It was all still there. Intact. Str

SophiaA rollercoaster perfectly defined what our unstable relationship was. We were constantly walking on quicksand, searching for stability in the wrong places, not realizing that with every step, we were sinking deeper. Or... maybe we did realize it. Thinking about it now, Bright and I both knew we were doing things wrong, yet we kept jumping into the abyss and pretending we wouldn't get hurt when we hit the ground. We hurt each other with the thorns left over from the roses that had withered from our love. A love we never managed to establish properly. We clung to something we didn’t want to let die, something that perhaps had already died, or maybe never even existed. We tried, but we couldn’t stay away from each other.We were trapped in a world of thorns, and it was hard to find the way back. We were heading in different directions, in parallel worlds, thinking we were walking the same path. We kept missing each other because we were never truly together. We kept missing each o