Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married by Fate, Broken by Love: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Aliya POVSeven years can change a woman in ways love never could.When I look at my reflection in the glass walls of my office now, I sometimes struggle to recognize the girl I used to be, the hopeful wife who waited by the clock, believing kindness meant love. That Aliya died a long time ago. What stands here today is someone harder, steadier, stitched together by loss and survival.I am the CEO of Alira Holdings.The name still feels unreal on my tongue.My desk is neat, my schedule packed, my signature sharp and confident. People look at me with respect now. Some with admiration. None of them know that every success I built came from the ashes of rejection, family, marriage, and a night I can’t fully remember.I didn’t rise easily.After the divorce, my father disowned me without hesitation. To him, my failed marriage wasn’t just shameful, it was unforgivable.“You embarrassed this family,” he had said over the phone, his voice cold and final. “Do not come back.”I begged once.Ju

Dylan POVSeven years of my life has no fun. Seven years of building walls, of keeping my heart locked away, of letting life pass by while I buried myself in work.She had left me, my girlfriend back then, the one I thought I could spend my life with. I had hated myself for what I did after that break-up. Something I promised myself I would never tell anyone. Something that made me colder, harder, more unyielding than I had ever imagined.My father had not made things easier. He had pressured me constantly threatening to take my position if I didn’t marry, if I didn’t settle down, if I didn’t carry on the family image. “You are Dylan Hart,” he had reminded me countless times. “You don’t get to waste your life being single.”And yet, my mind hadn’t been on marriage or legacy. It had been on a small, energetic boy whose laughter had haunted me since yesterday. The boy I had met at the amusement park. Leo.A part of me felt close to him.I still couldn’t believe it. One moment, he was j

ALIYA’S POVThe loud noise of kids running around the front of the school building gave me a sense of déjà vu of how I had loved being a kid and how I missed the feeling of how I felt among, but I shook my head to distract myself from remembering the past. It was my past life. I have gone through hell since then and everything is looking up now.Something else caught my attention and I looked around and then a feeling of despair hit me.I now understood why Leo would come home every day and ask me about a father. He was surrounded by kids who had fathers that showed up for them, maybe every time, and he was always getting picked up by either his mum or her assistant.No, he did not have to go through this, but I put him through this.A tear dropped my face as a boy’s father carried him and twirled him in the air, giggling filled the air as he grabbed another leg, and he tried to carry her too.I immediately wiped the tear from my face and took a step inside.“I am enough. I am enough

Aliya's POV“I have moved on, I suggest you do the same.”He looked at me as if he was in an actual pin and, somewhere deep down, I felt like I had hurt him but when I remembered how he had looked at me the night he gave me the divorce papers, I knew that I could not believe anything from him, so I looked away.Dylan walked me to my ride.His right hand rested on my back, reassuring me. “ You’re okay, right? "I nodded. I did not feel the motivation to see him and I don’t think I needed to explain anything to him either.“Thanks for stepping in for me there.”He nodded and gave me a light kiss on the back of my palm, then he slid his business card into my palm.“Call me if you need anything again.”Dylan’s POVI watched the car leave. Something keeps pulling me to her that I haven’t been able to figure out. First, it had been through the boy and now, there was something about her screams that I needed to see her again.My phone rang, and I looked at the screen, then rolled my eyes. Hi

Dylan's POVWhen the boy called me, I had originally just meant to dismiss the call and, for the time being, but my eyes caught something on the chair and that was when I realized how I had held on to that all night and did not even remember to return it to her.I think even my subconscious wants her around and that is no doubt given that I even dreamt of her despite sleeping. I looked at the time, it was just 11pm, and I could still go out,I knew I could wait till the following day but everything in me right now wanted to see her again and, for strange reasons, I think fate has had that planned out with the bag that I didn't return and the boy calling.So, I did the next thing that came to mind. I called him back and then asked for their address. He was just saying gibberish on the call, which sounded cute, but to a man who had just woken from sleep, I just wanted to go back to sleep. I stood there at the door, not expecting to be asked to come in, but at least I expected a “Thank Y