Semua Bab Broken Bonds: Beyond Destiny: Bab 41 - Bab 50

SophiaThe storm had passed a few days ago. Things between Bright and me weren’t bad, but they didn’t feel comfortable either at least not for me.He tried to start conversations whenever we were close, but we hadn’t brought up what had happened between us. I was grateful he hadn’t said a word about it, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to. I could see it in his eyes, but he was giving me space.I really liked what happened between us again. Every time it happened, it surpassed the last. Now I understand why the women Bright had slept with had fallen so deeply for him: because Bright had a touch that was hard to forget. His damned mouth was enchanted with the most powerful love spell.Ever since I closed the door behind Bright that morning, I knew some things couldn’t be undone. I was left alone on the same couch where we’d shared such an intimate and complicated moment, feeling empty. Not empty of emotions, but of direction. I didn’t know where to go or what to do with the mix of g

SophiaI barely slept, and when I did, it was out of exhaustion, not peace. I had nightmares of Bright and Dante fighting, and the feeling still lingered in my body. I thought it had been real because that’s how it felt. I couldn’t help but think it could actually happen, and I would have to stop it somehow.I still had on the clothes from the day before and my hair was tangled from all the tossing and turning. Every sound, every creak of the wooden house startled me. I kept imagining Bright pounding on the door again, asking if I was okay… suspecting, maybe even already knowing, that there was something I was hiding from him.And he was right. Bright wasn’t stupid. He could tell what I was thinking without even looking at me. I don’t know if it’s because I’m an open book or because he knew me so well that he could just sense it.Dante had left after breaking that vase, leaving me alone with trembling hands, a shattered heart, and guilt written all over me. I didn’t know what to do. I

SophiaMy mother was cooking in silence, and my father was flipping through the newspaper for the fifth time. I felt like a leaf floating in the middle of a storm directionless, powerless, out of control. Uncertainty loomed over me, and all I could think about were Bright’s words in that letter.I had spent the whole day avoiding the envelope Bright had sent me. It was left in plain sight on the kitchen table, but I didn’t dare to open it until hours later. When I finally did, Bright’s handwriting was neatly written on the page, filled with heartfelt words."I love you, Sophia, and I sent you this note in the form of a letter to tell you that. I don’t consider myself the most romantic person in the world, but I wanted to send a note like in the old days. Take care. With love, Bright."When I finished reading it, I pressed the letter to my chest, sighing and thinking. But eventually left the envelope on the table. My parents didn’t touch it, but I could tell they wanted to.It was beau

BrightI left the packed suitcases at home. I was going to leave soon. I couldn’t keep breathing the same air in that house where Sophia had rolled around with Dante. That was my house too, and she didn’t even have the decency not to bring a man into her bed. Into our bed. I bought that bed for us. We slept there together. What happened wasn’t fair. What she did wasn’t fair.I couldn't forgive her. While I was risking my life at the border to gather information, Sophia and Dante were playing house in my bed.The bar door closed behind me with a dull thud, shutting me off from the outside world. The place was dimly lit, filled with smoke and low murmurs as if everyone there wanted to forget something. I hadn’t been to a bar like this in a long time, but that night I needed to forget a lot of things.I wanted alcohol to forget everything. I wanted to leave behind the person who hurt me.I walked heavily toward the bar, avoiding everyone’s gaze, ordering a double whiskey as soon as the b

SophiaSince I woke up that morning, two days after Bright left home, I felt nervous. I knew something strange or bad was going to happen to me that day. When I picked up my phone from the nightstand and saw a message, I had the same feeling. Uncertainty ran through my veins, and I couldn’t help but reply to the person who sent it.An hour later, barely having had breakfast, I asked two pack members to escort me to my parents' company and had the rest stay and watch over my house. I didn’t like giving that kind of order to my pack, but James insisted they be there to protect me. The wolves did it gladly, and I always rewarded them with hot meals, and by letting them shower at my place and leave their things there. Truth be told, I’d done it more often since Bright left. The house felt damn empty without him there with me.I got out of the car, and both wolves accompanied me inside the company building for my safety, but I asked them to stay in the lobby so I could handle my business i