Aww Seven Exes Begged Cute Blocked novel Chapter 88

**A Promise Written on the Rusted Edge of Time by Dael Rowan Sire**
**Chapter 88**

The Collins family found themselves anchored in New York for the foreseeable future, a consequence of the ongoing investigation that promised to stretch out like a long, winding road. Each day felt like an eternity as they waited, their lives suspended in a state of uncertainty.

Meanwhile, the Grant family was scurrying about, reaching out to every possible contact in a desperate attempt to plead for leniency. Each call, each request was met with firm rejection from the Collins. It was a futile effort, but they clung to hope like a lifeline, unaware of the futility of their pleas.

News of the unfolding drama soon reached the Miller family, who promptly returned to the city, their presence adding another layer of tension to an already fraught situation.

As Avery stepped out of the police station, a wave of mixed emotions washed over her. The air was thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and the distant sounds of city life. It was then that she caught sight of Ethan, waiting outside, his posture a blend of anxiety and regret.

In the brief span of just a few days, he appeared to have aged, his eyes bloodshot and weary, shadows etched beneath them as if the weight of the world was resting on his shoulders.

The moment their eyes met, a flicker of shame crossed his face, and he uttered her name, “Avery…” His voice was barely a whisper, a fragile sound that seemed to hang in the air between them, laden with unspoken apologies.

But Avery felt no inclination to engage with him. Instead, she feigned ignorance, her gaze fixed ahead, determined to walk past him as if he were merely a ghost from her past.

Just as she reached the stairs, Ethan moved swiftly, positioning himself in her path. “Can we talk? Please?” he implored, desperation lacing his words.

Avery was acutely aware that he had likely been summoned for questioning regarding the very case that had torn their lives apart. It was painfully obvious that his intentions were to beg for Sophia, a plea she had grown weary of hearing. The echoes of such desperation had become almost deafening to her, rendering her ears numb to his entreaties.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she cut through the tension with a steely resolve. “There’s nothing to discuss. Sophia’s guilt is indisputable. My parents and I are committed to pursuing this to the end. No amount of pleading will change our minds. Instead of wasting time on me, you should focus on finding some competent lawyers for your precious Sophia. Perhaps they can negotiate a lighter sentence.”

Ethan stood frozen, the shock of her words crashing over him like a tidal wave. The police had shown him the surveillance footage, a harrowing revelation that shattered his previous beliefs. He had never fathomed that Avery had been telling the truth that night. Sophia had indeed been orchestrating a cruel betrayal.

As memories of his harsh words and actions toward Avery resurfaced, Ethan felt a wave of self-loathing wash over him. Why had he unleashed his anger on an innocent victim? Why hadn’t he taken a moment to breathe, to listen, to understand the reality of the situation?

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