Todos os capítulos de Rebirth Of A Broken Luna : Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Jessie's POV When the doors finally closed, only a handful of us remained. Judge Blackthorn sat heavily in her chair, looking older than she had just minutes ago."This is now a potential murder investigation," she said, addressing Officer Harris directly. "I want a full toxicology report on Mrs. Mitchell. I want to know what killed her, where she got it, and who gave it to her. I want her phone records, her bank statements, everything. And I want to know who she met with in the days leading up to this. I want everything."Yes, Your Honor," Officer Harris replied, already making notes.The prosecutor stepped forward. "Your Honor, with all due respect, this doesn't change the facts of the case against Alpha Ethan. Mrs. Mitchell's false confession and subsequent suicide are certainly suspicious, but...""But nothing," Attorney Richard interrupted sharply. "Someone just died in this courtroom trying to take the fall for a crime she didn't commit. Someone convinced her to do this, probab

Jessie's POVAttorney Richard had stayed around for a while, offered to take us anywhere we wished to go, but Ethan declined. Then he left, leaving just me and Ethan all by ourselves.The police station suddenly felt quieter, too quiet, like the chaos had finally exhaled and left us standing in the aftermath. The weight of everything we had survived pressed down on me all at once, but standing beside Ethan grounded me. He was free here and, importantly, with me.For a brief moment, we stood there, not speaking, as if words might shatter the peace settling between us.Then, Ethan pulled out his phone and made a quick call. His voice was low, but I could hear the authority in it, the Alpha command that people absolutely obeyed."Have you resumed work? He said, pausing for a few seconds, “I need you at the station. Now. Twenty minutes."He hung up and turned to me, his eyes were soft despite the exhaustion that was obvious on his face."My driver will be here soon," he said, tucking a st

Jessie's POVThe shower was heaven.I stood under the shower for a long time, letting the hot water run over me. It felt like it was washing away days of stress, fear, and tiredness.The bathroom was filled with expensive soaps and creams. They all smelled so nice. I used the soap, shampoo, and conditioner, slowly cleaning myself. With every rinse, the memories of the courtroom, the investigation, and the terrible days we had lived through began to fade.When I finally emerged, wrapped in the softest robe I had ever felt, I wore one of the clothes Ethan had gotten for me. I didn’t know how he managed to get everything right, but I was truly grateful.When I came out of the bedroom, I saw Ethan on the Balcony. He had changed his clothes too. The formal clothes from the trial were gone. He was now wearing casual linen pants and a simple white shirt.He looked relaxed and somehow younger, as if the heavy stress from the trial had been lifted from his shoulders, at least for a while.He

Jessie's POVWe were finishing our breakfast on the balcony the next day when we saw Thomas and Margaret walking along the path below, each of them was pulling a suitcase behind them."Oh, they are leaving," I said, setting down my coffee cup. "We should say goodbye."Ethan nodded. "Let's go."We hurried down to catch them before they reached the main building. Margaret saw us first, and her face brightened."Jessie! Ethan! We were hoping we had seen you before we left.""We couldn't let you go without saying goodbye properly," I said, hugging her.Thomas set down his suitcase and shook Ethan's hand warmly. "It was truly wonderful meeting you both. You reminded Margaret and me of our younger selves.""You gave us a lot to think about," Ethan said sincerely.Margaret took my hands in hers; her eyes were warm but serious. "Jessie, dear, I know we only just met, but I feel compelled to tell you something. Whatever battle you are facing, and I can see in your eyes that you are facing one,

Jessie's POVI could not sleep.Beside me, Ethan's breathing was deep and even; his arm was spread protectively across my waist, even in slumber. His face was very peaceful in a way that made me smile.I should have been exhausted. My body certainly was; every muscle ached with the kind of weariness that came from days of stress and fear. But my mind wouldn't shut off. It kept circling back to the memory of Beatrice and Stephanie Morgan.And beneath it all was a deeper current of unease I could not quite name.Carefully, so as not to wake Ethan, I slipped out from under his arm and walked barefoot to the balcony. The night air was warm and filled with the scent of fresh air. I wrapped my arms around myself, staring out at the dark expanse of water. The resort was quiet at this late hour, just the distant sound of the ocean and the occasional rustle of palm fronds in the breeze.Paradise, I thought. We were in paradise.So why did I feel so restless?That's when I saw it.A light. Not