All Chapters of Her Exodus, His Regret. : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

82. Not the headlinesThe sky was already dark when Dahlia finally raised her head from her laptop.Her eyes met Lucien in that instant. He was sleeping.She almost chuckled at the sight.Something happened in her chest that she didn't quite plan. But didn't hate either.Right. The doctor had said three days but this was just the second day and he was already moving around. A small sigh left her lips.She turned on her seat and stood quietly, her eyes catching the trail of activity downstairs through the office window. Cars flying past. A couple coming out of a cafe across the street. A truck halting in front of a high-end store.Then her eyes went to the billboard screen on one of the skyscrapers and she went still for a fraction of a second.There she was. Sasha, smiling broadly at the cameras, saying something Dahlia couldn't catch from here. But she didn't need to.The headline already said enough.Sasha Vale, the new CEO of Vale Enterprises, effective as of today.Dahlia only arc

84. VIP "I thought you loved her" Sasha had asked. "I did. I still do. But I only just realized that sometimes, it's still okay not to have everything" he paused. His jaw worked quietly. "Sometimes, it's just okay to be happy because they're happy". That was his reply. Calm. Soft. Nothing like the man who stood in her living room some minutes ago. Sasha stood there for a full minute after he left. Whatever had happened some minutes ago was the least of what she expected. Liam hadn't reacted as strongly as she had thought he would. He didn't lash out. He didn't growl at her and sound crazy and tell her that he would kill her if she doesn't stop going after Dahlia. He was cool headed. And Sasha didn't like it. In fact, for some reason, she preferred the crazy Liam who was twisted and did things that harmed others. But now...Her hands tightened at her sides. "It's all that bitch's fault" she murmured. Her gaze lingered on the space where he had stood. She shut her eyes and i

86. The Side He Chose."You're going to hurt the glass Sasha" the voice came from behind, deep but not like she remembered. She stilled for just a second. Then, brought the rim to her lips. "Liam" she said and sipped from it. "The floor is pulsing with life. Aren't you going to attend to it?" She heard the sound of metal clink open behind her, then was closed almost immediately. "Smoking is prohibited here Liam" Sasha said. Liam cocked his head to the side. "I have never abided by rules". "But that doesn't seem to be the same when it comes to Dahlia". Liam took a slow drag from his cigarette, his eyes shifting to the figure standing beside Lucien, her eyes shining as though Lucien was the only thing in the room. He took his eyes away and rested them on something insignificant in the room. "The party is starting" he said quietly. Sasha's lips stretched into a line. "Alright", she said. "I will be downstairs". Liam said nothing. Sasha walked towards the door, her heels clickin

88. The Things I Don't HaveThe ballroom had started thinning two hours after Lucien and Dahlia left.Not empty. Just quieter. The music had softened into something background and forgettable. Staff moved between tables, clearing glasses with practiced quiet hands.Executives shook Sasha's hand on their way out."Wonderful speech, Miss Vale.""The board couldn't be more confident in this direction.""Vale Enterprises has a bright future ahead."Sasha smiled at each of them. Thanked them. Accepted every compliment with the same polished expression she had spent years perfecting.It felt strangely muted.Like she was watching the whole exchange from somewhere just outside her own body.The last guests filtered out. Fiona approached."Miss, the car is ready."Sasha nodded and started toward the exit.Then stopped.Looked around. Not obviously. Just enough.Fiona noticed. She always noticed."Miss, Mr. Liam offers his congratulations," Fiona said.Silence.Sasha turned slowly. Looked at h

90. Only one of them knewMorning arrived gently.Unfortunately, the headache did not.Dahlia groaned and covered her face with both hands. The hangover crashed in fully the moment she tried to sit up, a dull throb settling behind her eyes. She reached instinctively for her temples.Only then did she notice it.A glass of water. Two painkillers. Placed neatly on the bedside table.She drank. Swallowed the pills. Felt marginally more human within a few minutes.Then she noticed the rest.She was in her pajamas.She froze. Looked down. Looked around the room.Her room. Her clothes.She had absolutely no memory of changing.Kimberly walked in a few minutes later, entirely too pleased with herself for this hour."Morning," she said, dropping onto the edge of the bed.Dahlia waited until she'd settled before asking. "Who changed my clothes?""Lucien."Dahlia stopped functioning.Completely. Her soul left the room and did not immediately return.Kimberly let her sit in that for exactly thre