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Chapter 81: Too late.

Roxana Tristan. The name alone steals every ounce of air from my lungs. Panic crashes into me so hard that my stomach twists violently, and I almost give out. My body reacts before my mind does. I wrench myself away from Daniel as if his hands burn me. Hurt flashes in his eyes, but my focus is on the man standing by the doorway. Rainwater drips from Tristan’s black hair onto the wooden floor. His clothes cling to his body. His chest rises and falls as he stares at me. Anger shimmers in the depths of his green eyes. “It’s... it’s not what you think.” My shaky legs dart forward, straight to him. But he steps away, as if he can't stand the thought of getting close to me. Something inside my chest shatters. “I searched for you, tore the world apart to get to you, and you were here? With him?” I shake my head, no. Please. He takes one single step forward, and I instinctively step back. “Hiding, trying to become someone else. Why? Because everything I gave to you was

Chapter 82: You choose him.

Roxana The gunshot tears through the apartment, and the sound is so deafening that my ears ring instantly. I scream, “Daniel!” He doesn't answer. For one horrifying second, I think he’s dead. Then he blinks slowly, confused. My gaze shifts past him. A jagged hole has been blasted into the wall inches above where his head had been. White plaster rains onto the floor. The bullet… missed. My knees nearly give out. A broken sob escapes from my throat before I can stop it. Tristan never intended to kill him. The realization should comfort me, but instead, it terrifies me more. Because it means every second from now on is a choice—a choice Tristan can change whenever he wants. Daniel slowly raises a trembling hand to his face; his fingers brush his temple—dust, tiny fragments of broken wall—nothing else. His breathing becomes uneven. He finally understands the kind of man Tristan is: this is not just an angry husband throwing a tantrum; he’s a man who can pull the trigger, and

Chapter 83: I loved you.

Tristan The room falls into silence. Only the rain remains; it batters against the window, the roof, whatever is left of my sanity. The front door slams shut behind Dmitry; his voice disappears into the hallway. Now, it’s only her, the woman I crossed continents to find. Just us. She stands there trembling, red eyes, tear-stained cheeks— the same face I spent weeks imagining covered in blood. The same woman I nearly burned the world down for. I stare at her. She can't even meet my eyes. “Tristan….” My name. God. She still says my name the same way, as if nothing happened, as if she didn't disappear or that I didn't find another man holding her. “Please….” Her voice shakes so badly it barely sounds like hers. “I'm sorry.” I laugh—a quiet, empty, hopeless laugh. “Sorry?” She nods frantically, “Yes, I'm sorry.” “You are sorry.” Another laugh escapes me, this one broken. “So that’s it?” She takes another careful step toward me. “I can explain.” “No.” “I made a m

Chapter 84: Not in this lifetime.

Roxana I don’t remember leaving the apartment. One moment I'm standing in the middle of the destroyed room. The next, I'm following Tristan. Every step feels unreal. The shattered furniture, the broken bowl of soup Maria had made for me, the tiny pieces of reference letter scattered across the floor. The little life I’ve built in Mexico…. Gone. Just like that. No goodbye, no explanation, nothing. My eyes sting again. I deserve this—every bit of it. I betrayed the man who has ever looked at me like I mattered. The man who showed me he loved me without saying it. Because I was too stupid, too self-centered. The hallway is silent except for the rain hammering against the windows. Daniel. My heart clenches. I twist around instinctively. He’s standing several meters away beside Dmitry. Alive. Thank God. His face is pale. Confused. Terrified. Our eyes meet. “ I'm sorry.” I mouth. He doesn't understand. How could he? All he does is give me the smallest nod as though he’

Chapter 85: I loved you.

RoxanaThe gates open silently. The mansion rises from the darkness exactly as I remember it — cold, silent, beautiful. Home.No. Not home anymore.The SUV rolls to a stop beneath the entrance. Nobody comes outside to greet us. No lights flood the front steps. No warm voices. Nothing.The engine dies. For several long seconds, no one moves.Then Tristan opens the door and steps out. I follow because I know better than to hesitate. Panic races through my body within seconds.Neither of us speaks as we climb the marble steps. The guards outside straighten immediately.“Boss.”Tristan doesn’t answer. He walks past them without slowing.The front doors open. The familiar entrance hall stretches before me — chandeliers, the grand staircase, the polished marble floor.Everything looks exactly the same. But I don’t belong in it anymore. I stop walking.Memories hit too fast — laughing with Texas on those stairs, his mother teasing us at breakfast. It feels like someone else’s life.“Move.” H

Chapter 86: Can’t survive this version of him.

Roxana My entire body trembles violently. What the hell is going on? Another knock rumbles through the room. My legs dash to the door, before I reach it, the door opens from outside and I come face to face with Tristan. Looking disheveled. Exactly like a devil set to ruin and destroy. I take a step back instinctively, “W…. what’s the problem?”He doesn’t answer, instead, he steps into the room and slams the door shut, locking both of us inside the tiny room. Silence falls until it becomes uncomfortable, the only sound in the room is the thumping of my heart. I try again, “Is there a problem?”He says nothing, only walks further into the room, straight towards me. I take a step back again, then two, I keep taking until my back hits the wall.“You think you can keep running away from me right? You fucking slut.”Something painful crashes into me, my gaze drops to my feet as I try to force back the tears threatening to fall. “I’m sorry.”Tristan stands in front of me, so close our b

Chapter 87: Break her hope.

Tristan The tiny bedroom door slams shut behind me, the sound echoes through the hallway. I don't stop walking. One step. Two. I continue down the corridor without looking back. My jaw aches, I realize too late because I've been grinding my teeth together so hard I might crack them. The guards lower their heads as I pass. No one speaks. No one dares. Good. Because if anyone says a single word, I might kill them. The corridor stretches endlessly before me, every step should make me feel better. It doesn't. My hands still smell like her. My clothes. My body. Every single thing. My knuckles clench beside me. Making sharp pain jolt through my body. I stop and look down, blood. Mine. The cuts across my knuckles have opened again. I don't remember the last time I hit the wall that hard. I don't remember the last time I got so angry that I could have killed her right on that spot. The pain in my hand is nothing. In fact, not enough. Not enough to numb the one spreading through m

Chapter 88: You think it matters?

TristanThe metal door to the torture room groans open and I step inside. The room smells of damp concrete and old blood. The kind of smell I'm used to. Daniel looks up immediately. He’s sitting on a wooden chair, wrists restrained in front of him, not beaten. Not yet.The moment our eyes meet, fear drains every ounce of color from his face. Good. He should be scared, because there is a certainty that he may not walk out of this room alive. I walk further into the room. Slowly, deliberately. The door clicks shut behind me. And silence settles between us. Heavy. Oppressive. The only sound in the room is the pounding of his breath. Daniel swallows, “ I.… I didn't know she was married.”I don't answer. I keep walking. Until I'm standing directly in front of him. The man my wife left me for. I stand close to him, so close he has to tilt his head back to look at me. My voice rings through the silence in the room, “You have been saying that.”His breathing becomes uneven. “It’s the tr

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