The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 99

°Amy’s POV°The walk to the hall felt longer than it should have….Not because it was far, but because I noticed everything…..the soft sound of my heels against the floor, the gentle brush of my dress against my legs, the quiet voices waiting ahead.Everything felt slower than usual, like each step I took mattered.By the time I stepped into the hall, the conversations faded on their own. Heads turned, not suddenly, but naturally, like they had been expecting me.I didn’t react though, I just kept walking.The elders sat at the front, calm and steady as always. A few people stood by the sides, watching quietly, but I didn’t pay much attention to them.My focus moved forward.And then I saw him.Jeremy was already there.Waiting…..He looked normal, and that was the first thing I noticed.There was no sign of earlier…..no trace of the man who had been drunk, spouting rubbish and acting like he was crazy….Anyone watching him wouldn’t think anything had happened.I slowed slightly befor

°Jeremy's POV °The board meeting dragged longer than expected.I sat at the head of the table, listening as one of the directors explained projected figures for the next quarter. His voice flowed steadily, numbers filling the air, charts shifting across the screen, and the quiet hum of the air conditioner settling into the background.I nodded when necessary.I asked questions when expected.Still, part of my attention drifted elsewhere.Amy should have called by now.She had insisted on driving Eli to school that morning. I had almost argued again, but she had looked at me in that quiet way of hers, calm and steady, and I let it go.I glanced at my phone lying beside my notepad.Nothing.I forced my attention back to the presentation.“…which brings us to the final projection,” one of the board members concluded.I leaned forward slightly.“Send me the breakdown after the meeting.”“Yes, sir.”The room shifted as papers gathered and chairs moved quietly. The meeting had been calm, p

°Jeremy's POV °Eli’s room door stood slightly ajar, the way I had left it earlier. I pushed it open fully and stepped inside. The bed looked empty under the faint light from the hall. The covers lay smooth and flat, as if no one had touched them since Mrs. Lang had straightened them after dinner maybe…. His stuffed bear sat propped against the headboard, its button eyes catching a bit of the glow. I ran my hand across the sheets. They felt cool to the touch. The pillow still held the slight dent from his head, but the room carried no warmth from a sleeping child. I checked the closet next, opening the door slowly. His clothes hung in their usual rows, small shirts and pants lined up neatly. The floor space below stood clear. I looked under the bed, moving the storage box aside with one hand. Dust motes floated in the air, but nothing else appeared. The window remained locked from inside, its latch secure. I stood in the center of the room and let my eyes move over every corner again

° Amy’s POV°I bit the edge of my fingers, my steps dragging across the floor as I moved back and forth in the sitting room. The space felt too quiet, like it was holding its breath along with me. Every second stretched longer than it should, pressing against my chest.I couldn’t stop thinking about them.Did they make it?Were they hurt?Were they even coming back?I paused briefly, staring at nothing in particular before resuming my pacing. My hands dropped to my sides, then lifted again, restless, unsure about where to settle.I wished I had gone with him.Even if I couldn’t fight, even if I couldn’t do much, at least I wouldn’t be stuck here like this…..waiting, guessing, and helplessly hoping.Waiting was worse.It left too much room for thoughts.And my thoughts were not kind to me.It was strange how much this mattered to me. I hadn’t noticed when it started, hadn’t marked the exact moment things shifted. One day it didn’t matter, and the next…..I cared, too much.I stopped aga