A Weekend Alone Chapter 25 Novels & Stories

My eyes grew heavy, the darkness pulling me under like a gentle tide. As I drifted toward sleep, I heard his voice—low, rough, laced with unspoken emotion. "You are not alone, Mira. You will never be alone again." And for the first time in five years, I believed it. END OF CHAPTER 20

Another message comes in. Alexandra. Proud of you. I smile. The city lights shimmer across the water, fractured but beautiful. For the first time since this began, I don’t feel like a symbol. I feel like a woman with a future. And somewhere ahead of me—not defined, not promised, but possible—I sense the shape of a life that belongs to me. Not to betrayal. Not to power. Not to anyone else’s narrative. Mine. Chapter 52 POV: Damian Cross I don’t sleep.

He had already planned to stay here for our weekend. This is really a fantasy! We are going to spend our two days all alone without anyone's interruption as there is no mobile range too. Only we and nature! Our own little world! I plopped on the bed and relief spread through my spine making me realise how tired I am. There was a big round glass fixed on the ceiling making the sky visible making me love this place more. I heard the door clicking and he came into my vision but stood by door frame with his hands crossed across his chest. He eyed me from head to toe biting his lower lip. My body shivered at the thought of what he would be thinking right now. I licked my lips and sat up. He made

He can barely cope, think or do anything right and every minute of every passing day, he misses her and thinks about her. He wonders if she thinks about him like he does her, craves him like he craves her and longing for him like he does her every day. He has to fight himself and the urges to go to the motel and bring her home with him and show her just how much she needs him and how much he misses her. Every night he lies in bed alone, cold and praying that it is the last night he would have to spend alone, and the next day he realises it’s not and continues hoping.

ISLA'S POV The weekend had been my sanctuary in the chaos. After the whirlwind of the gala, the explosive confrontation at Mum’s restaurant, I’d carved out quiet plans: a Saturday morning at the farmer’s market with Mum, afternoon tea with Thea to catch up on things we missed about each other and a peaceful Sunday buried in a book with no Blackthornes in sight. A fragile thread of control in a life that felt increasingly like a chessboard. My phone buzzed twice in quick succession as I curled up on the couch, a cup of chamomile tea cooling on the side table. There were two messages, from two different worlds colliding.

She stated. She turned back to the screen in time to see Vanessa pass the speaker to Cassie. Cassie’s voice was light as she spoke. “Mother Tessa, please open the fortress for us. Grandma is very sick and my mother seems to be doing bad also. Even I feel very sick. I haven’t even eaten for days because of this. Please open up for us, we are your family too. Can you really bare to see me die?” Her shoulders suddenly started trembling as tears fell from her eyes, “I don’t want to go crazy and die.” She cried out.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

Philip then suggested. We sat and waited for Alice. While we were sitting there we were talking about how the day went by and what happened in our experiences. This weekend was really enjoyable, it was just the first day and many things had already happened. They met a lot of new people, made some friends, got to see people from the past, and were able to somehow enjoy the day even with all the troubles they had to go through. “Yeah, it was really great. I enjoyed it.” End of Chapter 41

So many of them were out to get me. I turned to Zeus, stuttering, “I need to be alone for some time.” *** Next chapter is also up!

I couldn't allow this. I was going to them. Or I would fight them till they killed me. ♾ You've come to the end of this chapter. Thank you for reading Chapter Twenty-Two| Rogue Force Adriana is getting braver by the minute! Love, Coco