All Chapters of Beneath His Cold Vows: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Oh, honey." Elena was out of her chair and on the bed in seconds, arms wrapped around me, careful of the IV line. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry." I buried my face in her shoulder and sobbed. Ugly, wrenching sobs that hurt my ribs and made my head pound. Elena held me through all of it, one hand

Edward's POV Saturday morning slid past the windshield in soft, washed-out colors. Gray sky. Muted buildings. Trees along the road held their pale green leaves, swaying gently in the quiet breeze, like reluctant witnesses. The world looked drained, as if it had absorbed something it didn’t want to

I didn’t have the luxury of hesitation. The board demanded a response before evening, and only one solution remained—Alicia would speak. Five minutes. Maybe more. That was all I needed. If she dressed well, if she stood beside me, if my hand stayed firm at her back, steady enough to anchor her, no

Edward's POV I stepped onto the garden terrace, the warmth draining from the stone beneath my feet as evening settled. My chest still burned from the confrontation upstairs. Alicia had refused, cleanly, quietly, without hesitation. She hadn't flinched. Not for me. Not for the board. Not for anyone.

"How sweet." Vivienne's smile didn't falter. "Why don't you sit down, sweetheart? You look pale. Let me get you something. Tea? Or maybe some juice?" "I'm good. I'd pass." "You should have something," she insisted, already moving toward the cabinet. "Something warm. Tea is good for settling nerve