Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose novel Chapter 127

**Title: Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph**

**127 Misunderstandings.**

**Kael.**

“How could you be so reckless!” Zevran’s voice boomed from behind me, his tone laced with fury as he directed his anger at Caelum. I felt the heat of frustration coursing through me, too consumed by my own emotions to even glance back at the two of them.

Especially not at Caelum.

The fool who had just made our lives infinitely more complicated by getting Chalice pregnant.

Rage simmered within me as I tightened my grip on the wine glass in my hand, not fully aware of the pressure I was applying until…

*Crash!*

The glass shattered, shards embedding themselves into my skin, drawing blood. Yet, oddly enough, I felt no pain. Instead, I was enveloped in a wave of despair.

Absolute, gut-wrenching despair!

How on earth was I supposed to break this news to Leilani? What would her expression be when she learned that we had gotten Chalice pregnant? Especially after I had been making such an effort to win her over.

My eyebrows knitted together as something whizzed past my head, causing me to swivel around just in time to see Caelum and Zevran embroiled in a fierce argument. While Zevran shared my frustration, Caelum seemed unfazed, believing that our original plan to marry Chalice somehow justified everything.

I growled, my voice low and dangerous, “What do you mean by that?!”

“Didn’t we all agree to marry her? We even set a date! Why are you acting like I’ve committed some unforgivable sin just because she’s pregnant with my child mere weeks before the wedding?” Caelum retorted, his tone incredulous.

With that, I sank back into my chair, closing my eyes as I tried to calm the turmoil within. My chest felt constricted, and I took deep, deliberate breaths, hoping to alleviate the growing unease.

It didn’t help.

If anything, the ache in my chest intensified. I sighed heavily, murmuring, “I don’t know… Caelum…”

“What don’t you know?” Caelum shot back, his voice sharp.

“I don’t know if I want to marry her anymore… I’m not sure I can go through with this wedding,” I confessed, the words escaping me like a long-held breath.

As soon as I voiced my doubts, a strange sense of relief washed over me. I felt lighter, almost liberated.

But the same could not be said for Caelum. He looked as if I had just delivered the most shocking blow imaginable. His expression turned to stone, and his hands, which had been clutching a book, now appeared ghostly pale, veins bulging ominously.

In a fit of rage, he hurled the book at me, his voice dripping with ice as he seethed, “You can’t possibly mean that!”

“I do,” I replied softly, turning my gaze to Zevran, who seemed to be a silent observer in this chaotic moment. It was clear he shared my sentiments; after all, he had never shown any real interest in Chalice from the start.

“God!” Caelum exclaimed, rubbing his face in frustration as he turned away from us. In mere moments, he seemed to age years, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on his shoulders.

Suddenly, he plopped down in the chair beside mine, looking utterly defeated. His voice was rough as he asked, “Is this about Leilani?”

“Oh, hell no! Of course not!” I blurted out, my words tumbling over one another in my haste to deny it. My heart raced, pounding against my ribcage like a wild animal.

Caelum didn’t seem convinced, but he chose not to press further. Instead, he nodded slowly, as if trying to comprehend the turmoil within me. “Then why?”

“Because I just feel… unprepared for such a long-term commitment,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

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