บททั้งหมดของ Shattered Vows: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Chapter 91 – The Small Home by the SeaAlthea POVI woke to the soft hum of the ocean outside, a lullaby I had never known I could crave. Sunlight filtered through the linen curtains, golden and warm, falling across the bed where Darius was still asleep beside me. For a moment, I just watched him—peaceful, unguarded, breathing steadily. No deadlines, no boardrooms, no secrets. Just him. Just us.I brushed my fingers lightly over his shoulder.“Althea?” he murmured, eyes half-lidded. “Morning already?”“Morning,” I whispered, smiling. “Or afternoon, depending on how you see it.”He laughed softly, the sound low and warm, and rolled onto his back. “I love how slow everything is here.”“So do I,” I replied. “I never thought… I mean, after everything, I’d be here, like this, feeling… okay.”“Okay?” He raised an eyebrow, still lying on his side. “Try incredible. Try alive.”I ch

Chapter 93 – Firelight PromisesThe night was still, the kind of stillness that felt sacred. The small garden we had cultivated over the years shimmered under the soft glow of hundreds of fairy lights strung between the trees, twinkling like stars that had descended to witness this moment. The scent of jasmine and roses hung heavy in the air, mingling with the salty whisper of the sea nearby. It was perfect. Quiet. Intimate. Ours.I stood at the edge of the small stone path, my hands clutching the ribbon of my dress, heart hammering so loudly I was sure Darius could hear it from where he stood. He had chosen a simple navy suit, perfectly tailored, nothing extravagant—because this wasn’t about grandeur or appearances. It was about us. About finally, finally being unafraid to say what had been in our hearts for years.I took a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in my hands. “Okay,” I whispered to myself. “You’ve got this. It’s

Chapter 95 – The Whisper of WavesThe sound of the waves was hypnotic, a steady rhythm that seemed to echo the beat of my own heart. I sat on the edge of the wooden dock, toes dangling just above the water, watching the horizon fade into shades of pink and gold as the sun slowly dipped below it. Darius was nearby, leaning against the railing, hands folded loosely, watching the sky as though it could somehow hold all the answers to the questions we had carried for years.“You ever think about how far we’ve come?” I asked softly, almost to myself.Darius turned his head, eyes meeting mine, gentle but full of that unwavering focus he always had when he looked at me. “All the time,” he said. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more aware of it than right now. Every choice, every mistake… it led us here.”I laughed quietly, shaking my head. “Sometimes I can’t even believe it. That girl I was—the one who couldn’t see past her fea

Chapter 97 – The Book She WroteThe house was quiet again, but this time it was the kind of quiet that hummed with purpose. The kind of quiet that filled the room with possibilities rather than emptiness. I sat at my desk, pen in hand, notebook open, staring at the blank page for a long time before writing the first words.“Shattered Vows,” I whispered to myself. The title alone made my chest tighten, a reminder of everything I had lived through—the love, the lies, the heartbreak, the forgiveness, and the slow, painstaking rebuilding of myself.I glanced out the window. The ocean stretched endlessly, waves rolling with steady rhythm, constant and forgiving. I let my eyes linger there for a moment, drawing strength from the horizon, and then I turned back to my notebook.Writing was different from thinking. Thinking was messy, full of doubts and fears. Writing demanded honesty, clarity. I had to confront my past, word

Chapter 99 – The Reunion of SoulsThe sea smelled the same as it did years ago—the briny tang of salt, the gentle roar of waves meeting the shore. I walked barefoot along the sand, letting the cool water wash over my feet, feeling it pull me back to memories I hadn’t dared touch in a long time.“This place…” I whispered to myself, though Darius walked quietly beside me. “It hasn’t changed at all.”“Some things never do,” he said softly, his hand brushing mine. He didn’t need to hold it—just the contact was grounding—but I appreciated it anyway.I stopped near the water’s edge, looking out at the endless horizon. It felt infinite, full of possibility. And yet, a part of me still lingered on what had been lost—the mistakes, the heartbreak, the ghosts of Damian and the years of turmoil we had endured.“I thought I’d never come back here,” I admitted, my voice barely above the whisper of the waves. “I thought ret