dreams whisper through silence by mae 339

Chapter 339 

I hesitated. “I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe not. 

Lucas crossed his arms. “Does it matter?” 

“Of course it matters,” Sarah said, glancing at him over her shoulder. 

“No,” Lucas said. “It doesn’t. Whether or not he orchestrated the kidnapping or her mother’s death, he still chose Vivian over Ellie. He let rogues take her away. That’s all that matters.” 

Sarah frowned. “Maybe he felt like he didn’t have another choice. Maybe he thought he was making the right decision by trying to save both of them.” 

“That’s bullshit,” Lucas said. “The mate bond should have made him choose Ellie without question. If he didn’t, then that means he never truly cared about the bond. Or about her.” 

“You don’t know that-” 

“Stop,” I said. 

They both turned to look at me. 

“Just stop,” I repeated. My voice came out small, and I hated that. “Please.” 

Sarah’s expression softened. “Ellie…” 

I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter. None of it matters. My marriage to Dominic was doomed from the beginning.” 

“That’s not true,” Sarah said. 

“It is.” I looked down at my hands. They were still trembling slightly. “I thought I could change things this time. I thought I could shape history, make it turn out differently. But I couldn’t. Not really.” 

I swallowed hard. The lump in my throat felt like a shard of glass. 

“My mother is still dead,” I said. “Just like before. History repeats itself in this timeline, even if it happens in slightly different ways. I should have just taken her and run from the beginning. I shouldn’t have tried to fix the situation. I know that now.” 

The room was silent. 

“And I know, even if he wasn’t involved, that I still made the right decision in leaving Dominic,” I continued. “I’ll never go back. Not to him, not to Vivian. I think it’s better if I just leave it all behind, just as I should have done when I woke up in this timeline.” 

Sarah’s expression fell, but she nodded and took my hand. “Okay,” she whispered. “If that’s what you want.” 

Lucas nodded. “We’re here for you. Whatever you need.” 

“I just need to rest,” I said. 

Sarah stood. “Of course. We’ll let you sleep.” 

+30 Bonus 

She leaned down and hugged me again, then headed for the door. Lucas lingered for a moment, his eyes searching my face like he wanted to say something else. But in the end, he just nodded and followed Sarah out, closing the door quietly behind him. – 

I sat there for a while on the sofa, staring at nothing. The house was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock above the mantle. My body ached. My head hurt. And my chest felt like someone had reached inside and crushed my heart into a fine pulp. 

My mother was dead. 

The thought kept coming back, no matter how hard I tried to push it away. She was gone. And I hadn’t been there to protect her this time. 

I laid down on the couch and laid on my side, pulling a throw blanket over myself. My eyes burned as the familiar sensation of tears began to build at the corners. 

I tried to hold them back. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to feel anything right now. But the tears came anyway, hot and bitter, sliding down my cheeks and soaking into the pillow. 

My mother was gone. 

And no amount of crying was going to bring her back. 

I curled up on my side and pressed my face into the pillow, letting the tears come. My shoulders shook. My throat ached. And somewhere in the back of my mind, I could hear my wolf howling, mourning the loss of the woman who had raised us. 

Eventually, exhaustion pulled me under, and I fell asleep with tears on my cheeks and a pain in my chest that would never go away. 

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