Chapter 25. Pain of Losing

Adeline's POV

I looked at myself in the mirror after a few days of what had happened to me.

My hair was tied up in a messy braid. I was dressed in a plain white shirt and grey sweatpants.

I didn’t look like myself anymore.

Or maybe I did—just a version of me I had never met before.

Quiet.

Dull.

Heavy.

My eyes fell on the white bandage wrapped around my wrist, and my gaze got stuck there.

I was never suicidal, but “he” made me take that step. He didn’t care about me at all, and it all showed when he didn’t even come to check on me.

The thought still sat inside me like something sharp I couldn’t pull out.

Not even anger now—just emptiness.

A dull acceptance that hurt in a different way.

Was I that desperate to marry a man who was committed to someone else?

My heart ached, thinking he was not mine.

But why was I even sad?

He was never mine.

Never from the beginning.

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