The End of a Manage
Chapter 133
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“I want that, Amber,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I want my family back. I want you. And I want Nice. I want all of us together? He took a shaky breath, the weight of his confession hanging in the air, thick and heavy. “That’s what I realized today–was we saw bathing walking side by side. For the first time in so long, I felt whole. And maybe that’s why I… that’s why I lost control just now, forgot where I stood. That you were no longer mine to touch.”
Amber’s lips parted in a silent gasp, her heart hammering in her chest. She opened her mouth to respond, but the words caught, as if tangled in a knot that refused to unravel. She searched his face, her own shock mirrored in his pained expression.
He watched her, patiently, letting her absorb his words, not pressing her, simply waiting
“When I kissed you, it was as if… as if I was still living in that dream,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “It was selfish, and reckless, and maybe I hoped you might feel what I felt. I forgot myself, forgot that you… that you weren’t mine anymore. And I didn’t mean to disrespect you like that.”
Amber’s voice trembled with anger as she leaned in, her words biting and raw. “And what about Carlotta? What about your engagement, Luca Her tone was sharp, slicing through the intimacy that had settled between them. She was shouting now, her patience spent, her emotions
spilling over.
Luca’s expression softened, his gaze somber as he met her eyes with a look of quiet resignation. “The engagement is off,” he said simply, his voice steady but carrying an undeniable weight. “We both decided that we weren’t right for each other and that we couldn’t go through with
the wedding.”
Amber’s breath hitched, her mind spinning as she struggled to grasp the reality of his words. “What?” she managed to say, her voice barely more than a whisper.
He continued, his gaze dropping from her face to her hands, as if the words he was about to say were too difficult to share while looking directly at her. “You… just a few days ago, you told me you loved her. That you were going to marry her.” She shook her head, confusion flashing in her eyes. “I don’t understand…”
“Ah, love… It’s strange, really,” he murmured, a wistful note entering his voice. He sighed deeply, his gaze drifting down, as if searching for an answer that was still eluding him. “There must be a billion kinds of love in the world. And I do love Carlotta. I’ll probably always love her.” He paused, a hint of sadness shadowing his expression. “But how small, how insignificant that love feels when I’m around you. I don’t see it until you’re right there, standing beside her, shining so brilliantly, so undeniably like a star, that I can’t see anything else.”
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The End of a Marriage
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
