บททั้งหมดของ Broken Bonds: Beyond Destiny: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

SophiaIt had been two days since Bright and I had spoken to each other. The silence between us felt like an impenetrable wall, heavy and suffocating. We no longer slept in the same bed. He stayed in his room, and I stayed in mine. Ours, actually. But apparently, now it was mine alone.My chest ached every time I saw him walk through the house without even looking at me. It was as if I didn’t exist, as if somehow, he had decided that I was no longer part of his world. And although at first, I tried to act strong, I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t stand the silence, the coldness with which he treated me.Why was he punishing me like this? We had an agreement, and he was the one not keeping it.To hell with what we did that night. I know what happened was significant. I know I felt something, but I asked him to forget it. Dante wasn’t my fault. He showed up at my house, and I didn’t owe Bright any explanation. He had no right to be angry. I had never been upset about any of his lov

BrightThe atmosphere in the house was still a living hell. I needed to change the energy between us. The maids were already starting to suspect that something was wrong between us, and I knew they would carry the tale to Sophia’s parents and mine. If she and I weren’t careful, they would find out or start watching us to figure out the reason for our distance.But Sophia and I barely spoke, and when we did, it was with cold and distant monosyllables. I had tried to talk to her after our last argument, but every attempt ended the same way: she shut down, and I accumulated more frustration. I didn’t know how to fix it, but what I did know was that I couldn’t keep going like this.Sophia wanted to leave me. She wanted to end the charade of our marriage. Months ago, I wouldn’t have cared much, but now I felt an urgent need to stop it from happening. We hadn’t brought up the subject in days, but her attitude made it clear that she wouldn’t change her mind. Anxiety was eating me up inside,

SophiaI had to swallow my pride to keep myself from furiously yelling at Bright when he walked out of the bathroom and left me there alone. The packs were downstairs engaged in an important conversation, and we couldn’t interrupt our marital problems or allow them to hear us arguing. But once we got home, we needed to talk.This wasn’t going to stay this way. I wasn’t going to allow it. He was never going to threaten me again.The night had been long, tense, and exhausting. Talking about the mission gave me a headache. Still, I paid attention to most of it and noticed that there was information the Alphas didn’t want to share with us. I wasn’t sure if the others had noticed it too.The ride home felt like an eternity, with silence filling every corner of the car. Bright kept his eyes on the road, his hands gripping the wheel firmly, not saying a single word. I didn’t need to look at him to know that his jaw was clenched, that his mind was still trapped in what had happened at dinner

SophiaDante and I agreed to go on a date soon. I gave him my new phone number and confessed that he was right about my marriage to Bright and its falseness. Dante didn’t seem impressed, but he did look happy to have his suspicions confirmed.I couldn’t get the kiss Dante gave me on the lips before I left out of my head. I had forgotten what his kisses felt like. I must say, it was strange to feel the difference between Bright’s lips and Dante’s. I had gotten used to Bright’s and had forgotten Dante’s.I arranged to meet my mother at her office.Walking into my parents’ company had always been a strange experience for me. Maybe because I had never really felt like I fit into that world of business, cold decisions, and calculated strategies. I had my place in the company, but I always chose to work from home. However, today, I had no choice. I had to come. I needed to talk to Bright about the divorce, and since I would already be there to see my mother, I decided to take the opportunit

BrightThe anger hit me like a slap I didn’t see coming. Of all the places they could have gone, did they really have to choose the same restaurant I came to with my date?It felt intentional.It wasn’t when I saw her with Dante at the restaurant. It wasn’t when she laughed softly with him, that laugh that used to be mine. No. It was when she leaned toward him and took his hand across the table like she had moved on without a second thought. As if I had never existed. For her, the divorce was practically a done deal, and it was obvious I didn’t matter to her in the slightest. Her love for Dante remained intact, and she preferred him over me.And there I was, sitting across from a woman who said sweet things, who had the perfect smile, the right dress, the proper attitude. Everything about her was flawless. But she wasn’t Sophia. Not even close. It didn’t feel the same, and I knew she would never make me feel the way Sophia did.I told myself —like I had so many times before— that I ne