All Chapters of Letting Him Go : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Chapter 2I Do(Ella’s POV)Hayes stood in front of me, his eyes searching my face like he wanted to save me but had no idea how. The whispers behind us grew louder as my parents stepped closer.My mother’s voice shook. “Ella, what are you doing?”My father looked like he was ready to drag me out of the church. “If Lucas isn’t here, we’re leaving. Say the word.”Everyone waited for me to fall apart.Instead, I looked at the minister.His eyes widened. “Miss Evans… or Mrs… I mean… should we pause…?”“Start,” I said quietly.The word cut through the silence.Hayes inhaled sharply. “Ella…”I didn’t look at him. I kept my gaze steady on the minister.“Start,” I repeated.My father stepped forward. “Ella, you’re in shock. You don’t understand what’s happening.”“I understand perfectly,” I said. “We’ll talk later.”Ruby tried to grab my hand. “Ella, please. Think this through.”“I’ve already thought about it.”That was a lie. I hadn’t thought about anything. My mind was a storm. My heart wa

Chapter 4Marriage Pact(Hayes’s POV)Ella didn’t look at me once during the drive to my penthouse. She stared out the window like the city offended her. I couldn’t blame her. If I were her, I’d probably throw me out of the moving car.Instead, she sat perfectly still, hands folded in her lap, shoulders straight, every inch of her controlled. Ella Evans never let the world see her crack. Not even when the groom vanished.I watched her from the corner of my eye and felt my chest squeeze. I’d been in love with her for years. And now she was my wife.A wife who didn’t want to look at me.Fantastic.When we arrived, she stepped out of the car before I even rounded the trunk. Reese would punch me if he knew I wasn’t holding out my hand for her. Ruby might actually kill me.The lobby staff stared like we walked in dripping diamonds. I nodded to them and tried to keep up with Ella.She shot me a glance. “Do you always walk this slowly?”I blinked. “I’m letting you go first.”“Why?”“Because

Chapter 6Quiet War(Ella’s POV)After Reese left, the penthouse finally felt quiet. I walked toward my design space and sifted through fabric bolts just to keep my hands busy. The table was covered in sketches, pattern drafts, and fabric swatches from my latest collection under my pen name. Hayes had it set up just the way it was at my aprtment. Only a handful of people knew I was the designer behind the brand that had taken over fashion week conversations.Hayes watched me from the sofa. “You’re already working?”“I need a distraction.”He nodded slowly, eyes drifting to the sketches on the wall. “Your brand’s everywhere again. I saw a thread last night. People think the mystery designer might be from Europe.”“Good,” I said. “Let them guess.”His lips curved slightly. “Meanwhile, the actual designer is in my living room wearing my hoodie and pretending she didn’t sell out an entire collection in seven minutes.”I shot him a look. “I’m not running an empire.”“You are,” he said sim