Todos los capítulos de Vows Written In Dust : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Tatum's POV Today was the day of the gala. Honestly, I didn't have a good feeling about it. Something about these kinds of events always made me uneasy. Maybe it was the judgment hidden behind polite smiles, or the way powerful people looked at others like they were pieces on a chessboard. But Dayton had personally asked me to come, and after everything he had done for me, there was no way I could refuse him. Still, as I stood in front of the mirror, my thoughts drifted somewhere else entirely. Liam. Even after the doctors assured us that his condition was stable, the image of him convulsing in that hospital bed refused to leave my mind. My chest tightened at the memory. He woke up once. He'll wake up again. I repeated those words silently like a prayer while fastening the delicate earrings Amelia had helped me choose earlier that afternoon. I slipped into a dark emerald dress that flowed elegantly to the floor, paired it with black heels, and spent far too long fixing my mak

ARDEN’S POVMy eyes narrowed slightly before I answered the call.“Arden.”Brianna's voice rang through the phone.“How are you doing?” I asked.“I’m good. You?”“Fine.”There was a brief silence.“Why are you sounding so cold?” she asked. I could hear a hint of sadness in her voice. “Are you still pissed at me?”“No, I’m not.”“Really?”“Hmm.”Another silence followed.Then she said the words that should have affected me the way they always had.“I love you, Arden.”I stared ahead.Nothing.No warmth.No rush of emotion.Just… nothing.I didn't understand it.“Brianna, I need to go. Something needs my attention.”“Sure. Later. Bye.”“Bye.”I hung up.For some unknown reason, I hadn't wanted to talk to her.I'd never felt this way before.And honestly, it wasn't looking good.My thoughts immediately returned to Tatum.I frowned.Why was I thinking about her again?I had been away for weeks, yet somehow, the distance hadn't made her disappear from my mind.If anything, it had made thin

TATUM'S POVBeep.Beep.Beep.The steady sound of the machine beside me slowly pulled me out of the darkness.My eyelids felt impossibly heavy as I forced them open.The first thing I saw was Amelia.She was sitting beside my bed, her eyes swollen and her expression sullen.The moment she noticed I was awake, she leaned forward.“You're awake.”I blinked several times, trying to remember where I was.Then everything came rushing back.“Liam!”I suddenly sat up.“Where's Liam?”My heart began pounding.I tried to get out of the bed, but Amelia immediately grabbed my arm.“Tatum, wait—”“Where is Liam?”Something flashed through my mind.The staircase.Brianna.Arden.The fall.My hand immediately moved to my stomach.My heart stopped.There was nothing.No movement.No response.Nothing.“My child…”My voice trembled.I touched my stomach again, as if doing so could somehow change what I was feeling.Tears blurred my vision.“Amelia…”She looked away.Her lips trembled.I already knew.

TATUM'S POV Throughout the flight from LA to Paris, my mind was filled with thoughts of Liam. His beautiful smile. The way he used to pout whenever he didn't get his way. How he was always trying to make everyone around him happy, even when he wasn't feeling well himself. Liam had always been sickly, but he never tried to make his illness a burden on me. He always tried to be strong. And now he was gone. I really missed my brother. Tears rolled silently down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them away, but Xavier seemed to notice. "Tatum." His voice was soft. I looked at him. "I know no matter what I say, you have a mind of your own. You're going to think about whatever you want to think about." He paused. "But don't think too much. It'll only hurt you more." His expression softened. "I'm sure Liam would want you to be happy." I looked away. "Thank you." I forced a small smile. Hours later, the plane finally landed in Paris. As we stepped out, I noticed a chauffeur wai

BRIANNA'S POVEver since Arden left me at the hospital, he hadn't checked on me even once.Not a call.Not a text.Nothing.That Tatum bitch must have thought she'd already won.The thought alone made my blood boil.I had tried asking the hospital about her condition, but they refused to tell me anything. That crazy old man must have scared them into silence.I couldn't stand not knowing.So I called Arden.“Hello,” I said sweetly the moment he answered, forcing every trace of irritation out of my voice.“How are you?” he asked.“I'm not fine. You haven't reached out to me for a while now.”There was a brief silence.“I'm sorry. I've been busy lately.”“With Tatum?”He hesitated.Only for a second.But I noticed.“No.”I tightened my grip around my phone.“Okay. When will you be free? Let's have dinner.”“I don't know yet.”I let out a small, disappointed sigh.“You've been cold to me for a long time now. I thought you needed time, but it doesn't seem like it.” I paused, letting my vo