All Chapters of Broken Vows, Rising Flames : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Damon’s POV“If you’re going through hell, then you should—”I punched the radio off.The voice of the anchor died mid-sentence, swallowed by the sound of tires rolling against the tarred road.My thumb hovered over the power button for a second before dropping. Soft music filled the car.“—you know I cared for you, just the same way you did—”It was better. At least it didn’t sound like a mockery of what I was going through.I glanced at the passenger seat. The DNA report sat there, crumpled like evidence at a crime scene. Actually, that wasn’t far-fetched. For six years, Camilla made me believe I had a son—that was murder all the same.0.00% Paternity. She had killed something in me. I hadn’t just realised until now. The road loomed ahead, empty and swallowed by darkness, with no streetlights in sight. I had no idea where I was going. All I knew was that I didn’t want to see her.A fog settled in my chest, heavy and suffocating. All I needed at that point was some sort of escape

Clara’s POV The elevator chimed softly as it slid open, the sound almost immediately swallowed by the hush of Adams Holdings’ office floor. Everyone seemed engrossed in whatever they were doing—fingers punching keys, closers on calls trying their best to close deals.It felt like it was going to be another beautiful day, with not much to worry about.I got to my office and settled in front of my desk. Two exhales and a knock comes on the door.Leaning back into my seat, I said “come in,” as reluctantly as possible. I was pretty sure it was Elaine with files as always for me to review and sign. The door opened and, speaking of the devil, there she was, dressed in a nice purple outfit that hugged her frame like a second skin. “Good morning, Ma’am Clara,” she greeted as she stepped forward, holding onto a bunch of documents. My relaxed cheeks slowly curled into a frown. “I just came in, Elaine. I can’t look into those right now.”The unwillingness was obvious, but Elaine wasn’t th

Clara’s POV My whole world came to a halt for a second, each breath becoming heavier with every passing moment.“Maurice,” my voice cracked as I shook him again, more firmly this time. “Please open your eyes.”He didn’t respond, causing fear to tighten around my chest like a lion refusing to let go of its prey.All of the sudden, I could clearly hear the sound of the ticking walk clock. Time was slipping away, no matter how badly I wanted it to halt. “No… no, no, no…” I muttered under my breath, my hands trembling violently as I carefully lifted him from the floor.“Anita!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Get me my car keys!”I heard hurried footsteps somewhere upstairs, but they were nothing compared to the sound of my pounding heart trying to burst out of my chest like it could somehow save the situation itself.Anita finally surfaced out of nowhere. She froze at the top of the stairs, her eyes widened with her palm over her mouth. “Get me my car keys!” I thundered at her.

Twenty Hours Later Clara’s POV I felt a kind of relief, not exactly joy—as I watched Maurice chew his food.Hours ago, I had almost gone nuts thinking I might lose him. But here he was—alive, eating the food I had brought him.With a smile across my face, I scooped another spoonful and brought it to his lips.Like a switch finally turned off, he didn’t bother to open his mouth, shaking his head instead. “I’m filled.” I chuckled, wiping off food particles from his cheek. He barely had ten spoons and needed to take the doctor had prescribed. I pulled his cheek in a playful way. “You shouldn’t be naughty, darling,” I teased. “Come on. Have some more.”He shook his head again, more firmly this time. “I don’t feel like eating anymore.”“You know you have to take your medication,” I pressed, holding the spoon out. “Please… just five spoons, okay? I promise.’”He hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching mine— probably bidding if the offer was a good one.Then, his lips slowly opened

Camilla’s POV The silence that followed as I pulled over in front of the mall complex was unbearable. It was short lived, overshadowed by the noise of distant car horns echoing across the parking lot.My fingers tightened around the steering wheel before I finally turned my head toward Prince. He sat quietly in the passenger seat, his hands clasped together in front of him. Normally, he would’ve been begging for me to get him snacks immediately after we pulled over. But that wasn’t the case. He just sat there, staring outside the window. “Darling..” I called firmly, but the words felt weak the moment they left my mouth. He slowly turned to me, his face completely drained of color.I reached for his cheek, dragging my finger down slowly. “What’s wrong, honey?” His lips parted slightly before his gaze dropped to his hands again.“I miss Daddy.”The words hit me so hard, my chest tightened. I swallowed hard, forcing a small smile onto my face even though it felt painful. “Dadd