บททั้งหมดของ Echoes of an Unsettled Heart: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

A dull pain throbbed in my lower abdomen. It was likely from the strain of throwing the ring just moments ago.I sank back onto the couch on the balcony, my hand gently pressing against the sore spot."I didn't hear her," I said casually. "From now on, no one is allowed in my room unless I say so. Not even you."I pointed at Carter, watching the shock in his eyes.Every piece of furniture in this room had rounded corners. There wasn't a sharp edge in sight.Whenever I lost control during an episode, I would lock myself in here.Back then, Carter would stay by my side, holding me close. He'd bury his chin in the curve of my neck, gently trying to calm me down.At one point, I couldn't imagine my life without him. The thought of him leaving was my worst nightmare.But now, things were no longer the same. He had changed, and so had I.After being surrounded by the constant beeping of hospital machines, I began to see everything in a new light.Carter didn't look away from me for

At the hospital, Carter sat beside Jodie while she received her IV drip. For some reason, his mind refused to settle.Before leaving the cemetery, he had asked the security guards to keep an eye out for me. He had even left his phone number with them to make sure they could reach him.But by now, the night had fully settled in. To Carter's growing concern, his phone lay eerily silent, untouched by a single call or message.Jodie, on the other hand, was completely unaware of Carter's anxiety. She was still lost in the memory of his courageous actions earlier that afternoon.Suddenly, a knock echoed at the door, and Michael walked in, a smile lingering on his lips. He pulled out a divorce agreement and handed it to Carter."Regina has added her signature," Michael said.Carter took the document and skimmed through it. As soon as his gaze fell on my signature, his heart skipped a beat.He could hardly believe I was willing to make such a compromise. But with the hard evidence laid

Four years had passed since I left Bellmont, but now, I was back to settle something important.The moment the plane landed, memories rushed through my mind.Right beside me was my daughter, Abigail Avanzini. She gripped my hand tightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement."Mommy, this place is so beautiful!" she exclaimed.While waiting for our luggage, a surprised voice came from nearby."R-Regina? You're alive?"I adjusted my sunglasses and turned toward the man who had spoken. He looked familiar, though I couldn't quite place him.Noticing my wary expression, he hurriedly pulled out his phone and showed me an old graduation photo. "It's me, Roman Norwood. I was the class president during our university days!"I removed my sunglasses and extended my hand toward him. "Hello. It's nice to see you again.""It's such a relief you're alive. Carter's been going crazy searching for you all these years!"Suddenly, Roman gestured toward Abigail, standing next to me. "And this is…"

The first time I met Owen was in the hospital. At the time, I was undergoing both psychological and physical treatment, and Owen had brought a gift to my hospital room in an effort to make amends.It turned out that Quinton was an executive at one of Owen's subsidiary companies.Carter's lawsuit had pulled both Quinton and Owen's parent company into a legal storm. The case stirred significant controversy for Owen, leaving him no choice but to step in and clean up Quinton's mess.He acted quickly—offering compensation for damages, issuing a public apology, and dismissing Quinton from his position.Thanks to Owen's intervention, Carter and I managed to pull our company back from the brink.Before leaving, Owen took care of the bill for the ice cream Abigail had just eaten.As Carter reached for his phone to pay, his hand froze. After a beat, he awkwardly put the device down.Before long, we were back at the hotel. I nervously fiddled with the hem of my clothes, sneaking a glance a