Todos los capítulos de Break-up Songs Don’t Reignite Feelings: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

On the day of the funeral for Rosalind Lourdes and Ethan Carey’s three-year-old daughter, Nina Carey, the pastor had not even finished the eulogy when Rosalind’s phone rang.It was a specific ringtone she had set for Samson Zeller, with the song titled “One and Only.”Ethan held the small cremation urn in his arms. His knuckles turned white, and he looked up at her.Rosalind glanced at him, answered the call without stepping away, and spoke with an unnerving softness.She hung up, turned to him, and said flatly, “Sam rescheduled our date. I’m leaving now.”He choked up with emotion as he said, “Today is Nina’s funeral.”His mother, Mabel, became furious.Unable to hold back, she rushed forward and slapped Rosalind across the face.“Rosalind! How can you live with yourself?!“You begged us to let Ethan marry you. You stayed outside our door through an entire thunderstorm, ran a fever, and refused to move until we said yes!“When you were pregnant, you had morning sickness so b

When Rosalind caught the glint of something unhinged in Ethan’s eyes, her chest tightened.Instinct took over. She rushed at him, reaching for the knife before he could hurt himself.Ethan flinched away and swung hard, accidentally hurting her.She winced but did not pull back. She grabbed his wrist and forcefully knocked the knife from his hand.It clattered onto the carpet.She kept her voice low and suppressed the turmoil in her chest as she said, “Nina is gone! Are you going to throw your life away too? What are you even doing?”Samson rushed over immediately. He stared at her wound, and his eyes turned teary.“Rose, you’re hurt!”He turned to Ethan and said in a sorrowful tone, “Ethan, Nina is gone, and Rose is hurting even more than you are. She hasn’t slept for days. Is Nina really more important than Rose?”Samson’s words wiped the last bit of warmth from Rosalind’s face. Any pity she had left for Ethan was gone.She looked at Ethan, but his gaze was fixed elsewhere.

Ethan fell into a long and gentle dream.In the dream, Nina was still alive. His tiny bundle of joy was wrapped in soft swaddling clothes, resting peacefully in his arms. She was delicate and flawless, like a little doll carved from porcelain. She would also frequently smack her tiny lips. Rosalind sat beside him, gently pulling the blanket up to his chin. Her fingertips brushed his forehead with such tenderness that it made his heart ache.Then, the raw, grinding pain throughout his body ripped him violently from the dream and slammed him back into the waking world.He slowly opened his eyes. The smell of disinfectant hit his nose and made his eyes burn. His entire body ached, like every bone had been broken and reassembled. Even moving a little sent a sharp jolt of pain through him, forcing a gasp out of his throat.He struggled to turn his neck and glanced at the bed next to him.It was empty.The hospital room door was pushed open gently. A nurse walked in carrying

“Ms. Lourdes, the doctor wants to speak with you.”The doctor stepped out of the emergency room and removed his mask.“He is out of danger.” He paused briefly before adding, “That said, he needs two weeks of strict bed rest. Absolutely no stress of any kind.”Rosalind frowned and asked, “What triggered it?”The doctor glanced at her and said cautiously, “It’s hard to say for sure. Could be stress, a physical shock, or even just exhaustion. It’s hard to pinpoint the exact cause.”She was stunned. She thought of the chicken soup that had been splattered all over the floor in the VIP ward, Ethan’s ashen face, and the red marks left by the scalding soup on Mabel’s face.An inexplicable restlessness surged in her chest.She turned and walked toward the other end of the corridor, planning to dismiss the bodyguards she had stationed outside the ward.Just as she started to walk away, a nurse poked her head out from inside and said, “Ms. Lourdes, Mr. Zeller would like a word with you

Rosalind frowned deeper as she stared at the photograph.The man in the picture had turned sideways. His hair covered most of his face. The image was grainy and pixelated, making his features nearly impossible to distinguish.Still, that figure and the woman standing beside him looked uncannily like Ethan and Mabel.She zoomed in and out to have a clearer look.Then, it did not seem like them after all.Perhaps it was the camera angle, or perhaps the lighting was too poor. Maybe she was reading too much into it.However, Josephine Shelby, the famously reclusive daughter of the Shelby family who practically never showed her face in public, showed up at the courthouse late at night with a man.That alone was odd enough to raise eyebrows.Rosalind examined the photo one more time. Something gnawed at her from the inside, leaving her restless and uneasy.She recalled the glimpse she had caught from the fourth-floor window that night.She had caught a fleeting glimpse of a famil