All Chapters of The Bride I Used to Be: Chapter 41 - Chapter 46

Bliss could feel the weight of the house pressing against her with every step she took. It wasn’t just the silence that filled the air or the darkness that seemed to linger in every corner. There was something more, something that pulled at her from the inside. It wasn’t enough to escape the physical boundaries of Blackwood Manor; she could feel the house in her very bones, its presence wrapping itself around her, whispering its demands. She had left, and yet, the house was still with her. The words of Sebastian Blackwood rang in her ears, his warning echoing like a distant drumbeat. The house doesn’t let go that easily. He had been right in some ways. No matter how far she walked, no matter how many miles she put between herself and Blackwood Manor, it was as though the house had embedded itself inside her. She couldn’t escape it. Bliss stopped walking, her heart heavy as she looked around at the quiet village. The path leading from the manor seemed long, but it was the stillness

The air in the room was thick with the sound of silence as the shards of the mirror lay scattered across the floor. Bliss stood there, breathless, her body still trembling from the force of the mirror’s shattering. The house had tried to take her, tried to break her spirit and trap her within its walls. But now, with the mirror destroyed, it felt as though the grip the house had on her was starting to loosen, just enough for her to breathe, to feel free. The pieces of glass reflected the dim light in fractured patterns, like the broken parts of her own past. For so long, she had been trapped in the house’s cycle, its twisting corridors and dark mirrors reflecting a life she never wanted. But now, that mirror was gone. It no longer had the power to trap her. But as the dust settled and the pieces of the shattered mirror lay scattered at her feet, Bliss couldn’t shake the feeling that the fight wasn’t over. The house may have lost its hold on her, but she wasn’t sure if she had truly

Bliss stood outside Blackwood Manor, her chest tight as she breathed in the crisp air. The fog that had clung to the mansion had finally lifted, revealing the land around her. It felt like a new beginning, but deep in her heart, she knew the journey ahead was far from simple. The weight of Blackwood Manor’s dark influence had followed her into the open air, even if she had walked away from it. The house no longer had a hold on her, but the remnants of its power, the fear it had instilled in her, still lingered. She glanced back at the looming mansion, the silhouette dark against the morning sky. She had walked away from its walls, from the shadows of its secrets, but something in her chest tugged at her. The house had tried to claim her, to break her, but in the process, it had left its mark. Could she truly leave it all behind? Could she really escape the grip of the place that had shaped her for so long? Bliss’s mind raced with questions, but her feet kept moving forward. She could