Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 5

Ahtisa’s Pov“Look at this mess! Still can't clean a table properly?" Elena, my mother in law, voice echoed. “Then what are you good for?"I quickly bent down and started picking up the broken plates with my bare hands.My throat tightened. “I'm sorry, mother"The word came out of my mouth before I could stop it. All my life, I'd been sorry, whether I was in the right or wrong: I'm sorry for not responding to your text. I'm sorry for not heating your water. I'm sorry for living.“Sorry?" Elena scoffed, folding her arms. “Sorry doesn't change the fact that my son married a woman who brings nothing to his life"Nothing?A small laugh came out of my mouth. I wanted to argue that Adrian, my husband would not be in his position if it weren't for me but I said nothing because what could a wife do for her husband?My hands trembled as I cleaned the table. Elena continued to track my every movement.“What exactly do you do all day?" The old woman whispered. “You don't work. You don't manage a

Ahtisa’s PovMy eyes snapped open. Air rushed into my lungs like my head had been inside water for a long time.My chest rose sharply as if my body had forgotten how to breathe.My fingers curled against the cold surface, nails pressing into the wood.Wait, I was sitting. I wasn't lying on the floor dying.“... Officer Vale?"The voice sounded familiar but still, not too familiar. I blinked trying to get my vision to focus.Then it started coming in fragments. White walls. Metal table..I was in an interrogation room.My heartbeat stuttered.“No…” I said under my breath.It couldn't be…“Are you alright?" The same voice asked again, worried. I turned my head to the voice and froze.He was there, sitting across from me looking composed. Not the same man who had held me. His gaze fixed on me.Lucien Blackwell.My breath caught.I had just died. I remembered dying. The blood. The pain. Adrian's voice. Lucien's arms around me.My chest tightened.“... This isn't real," I murmured.Lucien'

Ahtisa’s Pov"No...please...Do... don't kill me." I yelled, jolting awake.A bead of sweat slid down my forehead.It was the same night from my death.I turned to look at the other side of the bed. The sheets were cold, untouched, like no one had been there through the night. I stared at the ceiling for a moment, letting the silence settle into my bones."Of course. Some things never change." In my past life, I would have checked the time first. Then my phone, hoping he had messaged with an explanation or an apology.And when none came, I would have created one for him. "He must be too busy with work, that's why he must have forgotten our anniversary today."I let out a small laugh.“…not anymore.”I swung my legs off the bed and stood up. My reflection stared back at me from the mirror across the room. Pale. Composed. Quiet.But there was something else now....A desire for revenge. “Where is Adrian?” I asked as I stepped into the dining area.Mrs. Dorothy hesitated before answeri