Todos os capítulos de A Spring Beyond Reach: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Lucian’s voice barely faded before my mother-in-law, Camila Anderson, chuckled, playfully teasing him for dragging up ancient history just to ruin the mood.My wife, Stella Anderson, gave a helpless little headshake, her eyes holding a silent, doting fondness.Looking at the three of them, completely unfazed, my head began to ring with a deafening buzz. A massive wave of surreal absurdity crashed over me.Inside Lucian's seemingly casual, laid-back account were the speeding car that fled the scene, the stretch of road where security cameras happened to be under maintenance, and the coroner's report confirming that life had slipped away in a single second.Slowly, painfully, the pieces began to fall into place, each one matching the case details I had spent an entire week painstakingly piecing together five years ago. Back then, after finding my daughter, Evelyn West, dead in a freezing, filthy storm drain, I had gone days without sleep, consumed by grief and driven nearly out of my

When I opened my eyes again, the glaring white ceiling was the first thing that hit me.My heart seized, a sickening wave of familiar dread washing over me.This was the psychiatric hospital where I had spent four agonizing years undergoing treatment!Stella was sitting by the bedside, looking down at me with a trace of pity."I'm sorry, Spencer, but you need to stay here at the hospital for a little while."I can't let you hurt Lucian. I won't allow it."In a heartbeat, it all clicked. She had chosen Lucian over me yet again!A suffocating wall of despair crashed over me, driving me straight to the edge of absolute madness."Stella, you're shielding a murderer! How can you look our dead daughter in the face?!"Stella pressed her lips into a thin line, completely unmoved.Acting like an unhinged lunatic, I snatched the fruit knife off the nightstand, driving it straight toward Stella's chest.Stella didn't even try to block it. She just let the blade sink into her flesh."S

When Stella got the news, the coffee mug slipped straight from her hand and shattered violently against the floor.Scalding hot liquid splashed everywhere, burning a large patch of raw red skin across her legs, but she didn't even feel it.A blank, suffocating daze washed over her before she snapped back to reality like a violent reflex.Running over a dozen red lights, she drove like a maniac all the way to the scene.When Stella laid eyes on the charred, smoking ruins of what used to be the patient ward, her head rang with a deafening buzz. Her legs buckled beneath her as she stumbled hard from the sudden loss of strength.After sweeping her wide, terrified eyes across the cramped, fire-gutted room, she held her breath for what felt like an eternity before finally forcing a trembling whisper from her throat."Where is he? It doesn't matter if the ward burned down, I know Spencer was just pissed off... But where's Spencer?"The doctor lowered his head heavily."When the night

At eight o'clock in the evening.Stella returned home after a long, exhausting day at work.Pushing open the front door, the pitch-black, unfamiliar stillness inside caught her off guard.Instinctively, she flicked on the lights and walked through the rooms.That was when it finally hit her: today was already the third day.I hadn't come back once since breaking out of the psychiatric hospital.Standing in the dark, silent house, an unexplained panic began to gnaw at Stella's chest.Three days. Was I seriously still holding a grudge?Stella leaned back against the entryway wall, a rare flicker of disorientation washing over her.She opened the messaging app several times, hovering over my chat before closing it again, terrified of what she might see if I had sent a barrage of accusations and bitter attacks.In the end, she locked her phone screen.A strange, suffocating dread wrapped tightly around her. She rubbed her throbbing temples hard.Skipping dinner, she headed stra

With no other options left, Stella started reaching out to our mutual friends, begging for their help.Yet the looks they shot her way were filled with pure, unadulterated disgust, piercing her heart like shards of ice.Someone snapped at her, "Stella, you disgust me. Your own flesh and blood died, and you actually helped the killer walk free."No wonder Spencer left you. Honestly, the only thing that might actually make him happy at this point is seeing you drop dead."Humiliated and battered by the insults, Stella's face drained of all color. Having spent her entire life sitting comfortably at the top, she had never experienced this kind of public devastation.She fled the scene in an absolute mental collapse.The woman who always kept herself meticulously put-together looked like a hollowed-out ghost as if she had aged ten years overnight.Clutching the divorce certificate tightly, Stella muttered to herself in a daze, seemingly lost in her own delusions, "How could this happ