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Chapter 94

IRENE’S POV

1 sat in the darkened hallway, breathing shallowly, my back against the wall, staring blankly at the floor as the silence. swallowed me wholly. The house, once a home, now felt like a cage, suffocating me with every breath I took. My heart ached in a way I didn’t know was possible, as if something was being tom apart from the inside. Eva’s smirk still lingered in my mind, a haunting image that shook up my sanity. How did everything come to this?

How did I let it?

The cruel irony of it all hit me like a punch to the gut. I had left Damien to protect myself, to protect Charlie from the poisonous influence of Eva. I thought leaving would give me time, and give us both clarity. Instead. I handed her everything on a silver platter. She had Damien right where she wanted him, and now, she was pregnant,

I pressed my palm to my chest, trying to soothe the pain that was spreading like wildfire. The thought of it was unbearable. Every time I closed my eyes. I imagined her standing there, smug and victorious, her hand on her stomach like a trophy. 1 had lost. I was too late. How could I fight back when she had something as powerful as a child on her side?

And, now I can never tell Damien that Charlie is his

But then again was it really Damien’s? I wanted to believe it wasn’t. I wanted to cling to the possibility that Eva was lying. that she was using the pregnancy as another tool in her game to manipulate us.

The memory of his face when she made her announcement bumed in my mind. He had looked devastated, and guilty, but not surprised. That was the worst part–his silence. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t fight back. And that hurt more than anything

I pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around myself as if I could hold the pieces together. But it wasn’t working. I was falling apart, crumbling at a fast rate.

Damien loved me. I knew that. I had seen it in his eyes, felt it in the way he begged me to trust him, to believe him. But how could I? How could I when he couldn’t even promise me that what Eva was saying was a lie? He didn’t remember that night. And for me, that was enough to make my world crumble.

I felt weak, and defeated, like I had no fight left in me. There was a time when I thought I could fight for Damien, for our life together. But now? I wasn’t sure if I had the strength anymore. Maybe it was too late. Maybe Eva had won, and all that was left for me to do was walk away.

But the thought of leaving again, truly leaving this time, felt like a knife to the heart. What would that mean for Charlie? For us? Would I be running away, abandoning the life I had fought so hard to build? Or was it the only choice I had left to protect myself?

I closed my eyes, letting the tears spill over. I had never felt so lost, so unsure of what to do. Every option seemed impossible. If I stayed, I’d be trapped in this nightmare, constantly haunted by Eva’s presence, by the doubt that would never leave my mind. But if I left… I’d be leaving Damien behind I’d be admitting defeat, giving up on the love we had shared for so long.

What hurt most of all was the realization that I didn’t know if I could trust him anymore. Even if he was telling the truth even if he didn’t remember what had happened with Eva, there would always be that doubt, that question in the back of my mind, constantly pricking me. And I wasn’t sure I could live with that.

I wiped at my face, trying to pull myself together, but the tears kept coming, gushing out like running water. I wasn’t strong enough for this. I wasn’t like Eva, who could manipulate and control everything around her. I was just trying to survive, to make it through each day without falling apart. But now, it felt like the world was crumbling beneath my feet, and I had nowhere left to stand

I thought about Damien’s words from earlier, his pleading voice as he begged me to believe him. The memory of him on Jais knees, his hands holding mine, sent another wave of pain crashing over me. He had looked so broken, so desperate for

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me to stay. But I had seen the fear in his eyes too–the fear that maybe, just maybe, he had lost me for good.

And that terrified me. Si

So much.

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1 wanted to fight for us. I wanted to believe that we could come out of this stronger, that we could find a way to rebuild the trust that Eva had so expertly destroyed. But every time I thought about her, about the pregnancy, I felt that hope slipping

away

Could I really stay in this house, knowing that she was carrying his child? Could I raise Charlie here, with Eva constantly reminding me of what had happened, of what I had lost?

But then again what if I left?

This situation suddenly seemed like a flight or hight option, it was either I flee from my tormenting problems, or face them and fight on. But at what cost?

The questions swirled in my mind, relentless and unforgiving, and I felt like I was drowning in them. I needed to make a decision, to choose a path and stick with it. But the fear of making the wrong choice, of losing everything, kept me frozen in place.

A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts, and I wiped my eyes quickly, trying to compose myself. But when I opened the door. Damien was standing there, his expression filled with concern and pain

Trene,” he said softly, stepping inside. “We need to talk.

I swallowed hard, my heart racing in my chest. This was it. This was the conversation that would decide everything. I could feel it.

if I can stay.”

“I can’t do this anymore.” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I don’t know what to do, Damien. I don’t know

He looked at me, his eyes filled with sadness and guilt. “I don’t want you to go, Irene. I can’t lose you. Not like this. We can figure this out. We can make this work.”

again. “How? How are we supposed to fix this? Eva’s pregnant, Damien. She’s

I shook my head, tears streaming down my face again carrying your child.”

“I don’t know if it’s mine,” he

, his voice desperate. “I don’t remember that night. I swear, I don’t. But I love you, Irene. I love you more than anything. Please just give me a chance to make this right. He pleaded painfully, I could hear the sincerity in his voice.

I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that we could find a way through this. But the doubt, the pain, was too much.

Everything was just too much. Too consuming. Too overwhelming.

“I don’t know if I can, I whispered, my voice trembling. I don’t know if I’m strong enough. I expressed truthfully, Lam not longer strong enough to handle these challenges.

Damien stepped closer, his hands gently cupping my face as he looked into my eyes. “You are strong, Irene. You’ve always been strong. And we can do this together. Please… don’t give up on us. He beseeched.

I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch, feeling the warmth of his hands on my skin. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that we could survive this.