Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale ` 105 Summary
In Chapter 105 of “Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows,” Dominic rushes to Gracewind Garden, filled with excitement to see Margaery. He brings with him a selection of herbs, hoping to lift her spirits. However, Margaery’s mind drifts back to a year ago when Dominic’s affections were solely for her, before Tessa entered their lives and disrupted their relationship. The contrast between Dominic’s enthusiasm and Margaery’s heavy heart highlights the emotional turmoil she feels as she grapples with her fading love and the pain of betrayal.
As Dominic attempts to connect with Margaery, she remains distant and guarded, reflecting on the painful shift in their relationship. Despite his efforts to reassure her, she feels the weight of past grievances, particularly his betrayal with Tessa. Dominic’s desperation to mend their bond becomes evident as he kneels before her, pleading for forgiveness and promising a public declaration of his commitment to her at his grandmother’s birthday celebration. However, Margaery’s mistrust and hurt prevent her from easily accepting his words, leading to a tense exchange filled with unresolved emotions.
Margaery’s sharp retorts reveal her inner conflict; she desires to forgive but struggles with the lingering anger over Dominic’s actions. The conversation escalates as she challenges him to prove his sincerity by kneeling outside, reminiscent of her father’s humility. This request serves as a powerful symbol of her demand for accountability and respect. Dominic’s willingness to comply, despite the humiliation, underscores his desperation and the shift in power dynamics between them.
As Dominic kneels outside, the cold and isolation reflect his inner turmoil and regret. Meanwhile, Tessa is introduced in a parallel storyline, feeling frustrated by the unexpected affection Margaery is receiving from the Wallen family. Tessa’s jealousy and ambition drive her to plot against Margaery, revealing her character’s manipulative nature. The chapter closes with a sense of foreboding, as both Margaery and Tessa navigate their complex relationships, setting the stage for future confrontations and emotional upheavals.
Overall, this chapter captures the intense emotions of love, betrayal, and the struggle for power within relationships, as both Margaery and Dominic face the consequences of their choices, while Tessa’s schemes loom ominously in the background.
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**Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 105: Then Go Kneel**
Dominic nodded briskly, his heart racing with anticipation as he dashed towards Gracewind Garden.
Gone was any trace of his earlier composure; the chill in the air seemed to invigorate him rather than dampen his spirits. Bursting through the door, he called out, “Margaery! I’ve brought ginseng, deer antler, and a selection of blood-nourishing herbs for you! How are you feeling today?”
Despite the biting cold outside, his voice radiated warmth, a stark contrast to the frost that lingered in the corners of the room.
Margaery found herself momentarily lost in a memory—a fleeting illusion that transported her back in time.
Just a year ago, before Tessa had stepped into their lives, Dominic’s affections had been solely hers. He had looked at her with such warmth, his heart open to her in a way that made her feel cherished.
In those days, she had reciprocated his feelings with kindness, sharing everything good in her life with him, nurturing dreams of one day becoming his wife, devoted to his happiness.
But the arrival of Tessa had shattered that world, leaving Margaery to grapple with the remnants of a love that felt increasingly distant.
Dominic’s affections had shifted entirely, directed toward Tessa. He had begun to harbor resentment towards Margaery, showering Tessa with the love that once belonged to her, spending endless hours in Tessa’s company, forging a bond that Margaery could only watch from the sidelines.
“Margaery, you—” Dominic entered the room, his voice trailing off when he noticed her staring blankly out the window, lost in her thoughts. He had called her name with such enthusiasm, yet she seemed oblivious to his presence.
With a start, Margaery snapped back to reality, meeting his gaze, but her heart felt heavy and unresponsive. “Much better. What brings you here?”
‘Tomorrow… I will sever all ties with this man for good!’ The thought surged through her mind, igniting a flicker of hope that made her heart race once more.
Dominic studied her face, puzzled by the storm of emotions he couldn’t decipher. He settled himself on the edge of her bed, his voice softening. “Margaery, you don’t seem very happy. If something’s troubling you, please share it with me. We’re on the brink of becoming husband and wife, destined to support one another. You should learn to lean on me.”
But Margaery knew too well the dangers of dependency. She had lived through a past life, and the lessons it taught her weighed heavily on her heart.
She didn’t trust the Chancellor’s family or Dominic; they had proven time and again that they were not to be relied upon.
A bitter smirk crossed her lips, and she replied with a sharp edge, “Sure, I’ll take my time learning. It seems I’ve forgotten how to lean on anyone over this past year. If I take my time, don’t take offense.”
Dominic was momentarily taken aback, the words striking him like a blow. “I know you feel wronged,” he stammered, hurriedly adding, “Over this past year, I truly have let you down.”
His frustration bubbled over as he cursed Tessa under his breath. “It’s all her fault, that wretched Tessa, always seducing me and tarnishing your name! If it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t be in this predicament.”
“Margaery, please listen. I’ve finally seen through her facade, and I swear I will never be ensnared by her again. Can you trust me?”
He reached out, attempting to take her hand. “At Grandmother’s birthday celebration tomorrow, I will publicly announce that I am cutting ties with Tessa. In this life, I will marry only you!”
His eyes sparkled with desperation as he continued, “Once you join the Hadley family, you will be the mistress of the house. No one will dare to bully you again. Everything will be under your command. I only ask for your forgiveness, please?”
Dominic’s expression was one of wounded innocence, his eyes pleading.
In the past, such a look would have melted Margaery’s heart, and she would have forgiven him without a second thought.
But now, a fierce wave of resistance surged within her.
She pulled her hand beneath the covers, rejecting his touch. “I can’t just brush aside this anger. The truth is, you slept with Tessa, and yes, you and Avery drugged me that day.”
Dominic’s face twisted in anger at the mention of Avery.
He swiftly withdrew his hand, frustration boiling over. “Margaery, I never anticipated your brother would act in such a way. That incident was entirely his doing, and I had nothing to do with it.”
“Besides, I was a victim too. I only went into the room to find you and bring you downstairs, but I never expected Tessa to be there. Please, forgive me.”
With no other recourse, Dominic slid down to kneel on the floor beside her bed. “Margaery, I am kneeling before you.”
“Everything is my fault. You can hit me, scold me—just please, don’t hold a grudge. It’s not good for your health.”
He showered her with sweet words, a desperate attempt to win her back.
Only then did Margaery realize that he was not just capable of harsh words but could also weave a web of charming phrases to manipulate her.
Yet, she felt indifferent to his charm. “Go kneel outside. It’s too noisy here, and I’m feeling dizzy.”
Margaery wished to avoid his presence, but for the sake of the impending events, she added, “If you’re willing to kneel like Father did for a day and a night, I might consider forgiving you for your role in Tessa’s slander and the dirt you threw on my name.”
Dominic felt a chill seep into his bones at her words. She was being far too cruel.
He couldn’t help but recall how he had chosen to believe Tessa, even when Margaery had been outside Raul’s gate, crying and defending herself. He had spoken up for Tessa, threatening to end their engagement, claiming the Hadley family could not tolerate such a vile woman.
Now, the tables had turned, and it was he who found himself on his knees.
He remembered Raul had knelt at Craig’s place for a full day and night, and now he was limping from the pain. The cold had seeped into his bones, and he couldn’t fathom when he would recover.
It was surreal to think he was now facing the same fate. For a fleeting moment, he looked at Margaery, his expression a tumult of emotions.
“What, are you unwilling?” Margaery’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
Dominic flinched inwardly, quickly responding, “I am willing.”
His smile was a grimace, more painful than tears. “As long as you can forgive me, I’d kneel for a day and night, even three days if that’s what it takes.”
“Then go kneel,” she replied, her tone devoid of warmth.
Deep down, she wished for him to kneel for three days and nights, but tomorrow held significant matters that required her focus.
With a reluctant heart, Dominic exited the room, kneeling outside the main gate, his posture heavy with defeat.
Adam, who had been peering through the door, caught sight of this and couldn’t suppress a subtle smile.
He felt a sense of relief that the Wallen family’s young lady knew how to assert her authority.
Dominic noticed Adam’s expression, and his mouth twitched in irritation, cursing Tessa a thousand times over in his mind.
The trouble with the rockery had been ignited by Tessa’s gossip. If anyone should be kneeling and apologizing, it should have been her.
Instinctively, he glanced toward Sunbeam Court, feeling a wave of disbelief wash over him. How had he ever thought Tessa worthy of such a residence?
Now, here he was, kneeling in the frigid confines of Gracewind Garden, a place where sunlight barely graced the ground during winter.
Meanwhile, Tessa had returned to Springcourt House, greeted by a voice that called out, “Lady Tessa, you’re back already? Didn’t you just meet with Prince Callum?”
As soon as Sonia saw her enter, she hurriedly pulled her inside, her expression tinged with disapproval. “You can’t meet Prince Callum too often. Don’t you know that?”
Tessa felt a surge of annoyance at being lectured by a mere songstress, but given Sonia’s ties to Callum, she couldn’t afford to offend her. Ultimately, she replied, “Something happened. Prince Callum promised me something, but it seems things haven’t worked out as planned.”
Tessa swore to herself that when she rose to power, she would make Sonia pay for her arrogance.
Unaware of Tessa’s inner turmoil, Sonia frowned, her curiosity piqued. “What do you mean by that?”
“Instead of pushing Margaery away, the Wallens are practically showering her with affection. They’ve been flocking to Gracewind Garden all morning. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Mark’s test proved she’s the real daughter.” Tessa scoffed.
Sonia was taken aback. “How did it turn out this way? Could Mr. Whitney have switched sides?”
“How would I know?” Tessa rolled her eyes. “Where’s the midwife? I want to know what she discussed with Lord Chancellor last night.”
Conclusion
In the chilling aftermath of their confrontation, Margaery stood firm in her resolve, her heart a battleground of conflicting emotions. The warmth that once enveloped her in Dominic’s presence had transformed into a cold distance, a protective barrier forged from betrayal and hurt. As he knelt outside, a figure of defeat and desperation, she felt a bittersweet satisfaction in asserting her authority, yet the weight of her own unresolved feelings pressed heavily upon her. Tomorrow loomed ahead, a day that held the promise of change, yet also the potential for further heartache. Margaery understood that forgiveness was not simply a gift to be given; it was a journey that required time and introspection, one she was not yet ready to embark upon.
Meanwhile, Dominic’s heart ached with the realization of his own folly, the echoes of his past choices reverberating in the frigid air around him. As he knelt in the cold, he was confronted not only by the physical discomfort but by the deeper emotional wounds he had inflicted upon Margaery. The irony of his situation was not lost on him; he had once taken her love for granted, and now he found himself at her mercy, yearning for a chance to make amends. But as he gazed toward the distant horizon, he understood that the path to redemption would not be easy, and trust, once shattered, could not be easily restored. With each passing moment, he resolved to prove his sincerity, even if it meant enduring the harshness of the winter air for days on end, hoping that in time, Margaery would find it within her heart to forgive him.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the next chapter of “Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows,” readers can expect a gripping escalation of tensions as Margaery and Dominic navigate the tumultuous waters of their relationship. With Dominic kneeling outside Gracewind Garden, the stakes have never been higher. Will Margaery’s cold resolve waver, or will she stand firm in her decision to hold Dominic accountable for his past transgressions? As the Grandmother’s birthday celebration looms, the air is thick with anticipation—both for the public declaration Dominic has promised and for the potential fallout that could ensue. The dynamics between the characters are shifting, and the fragile balance of power could tip in unexpected directions.
Meanwhile, Tessa’s machinations continue to unfold as she grapples with the consequences of her actions. With whispers of Margaery’s newfound affection and support from the Wallen family, Tessa finds herself increasingly threatened. Her desperation to regain control will lead to cunning schemes that may backfire spectacularly. The chapter promises to delve deeper into the political intricacies of their world, revealing alliances and betrayals that could alter the course of their lives forever. As tensions rise, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to discover whether love can truly mend the fractures that have formed or if ambition will ultimately drive them apart.
