Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 183

**The Unseen Kingdom That Followed Me Into Every Dream by Alyndra Meron Valeen**

**Chapter 183**

Hera sat motionless on the sofa, her mind a whirlwind of confusion long after Ezra had left the room. The silence enveloped her like a heavy blanket, and she found herself grappling with the reality of her situation. Yes, in the eyes of the world, she was indeed Sebastian’s wife. They had shared five years of their lives together, but a gnawing doubt lingered in her heart. Why did she find it so difficult to trust him?

As she reflected, a troubling realization dawned on her. She had never actually witnessed Sebastian engaging in any intimate behavior with that older woman. All she could recall was the sight of them slipping into the same car, a seemingly innocent act that had spiraled into a tempest of suspicion in her mind. When Sebastian had finally confessed to her, his demeanor hadn’t been one of alarm or defensiveness; instead, it was marked by a deep sense of helplessness that left her feeling even more unsettled.

A sudden wave of doubt crashed over Hera.

Could it be possible that she had misjudged him? But if that were true, then why hadn’t he taken the time to clarify things? Why had he left her in this fog of uncertainty?

Before she could fully unravel the tangled threads of her thoughts, Mila and Edmund materialized at her side, their expressions a mix of concern and indignation.

“Hera, don’t let this consume you,” Mila urged, her voice steady but laced with urgency. “Ezra clearly took Sebastian’s side. You witnessed it firsthand. Why would you even consider trusting him over Sebastian?”

“Exactly,” Edmund chimed in, his tone sharp. “Sebastian is just a regular firefighter. What makes you think he could suddenly transform into some sort of genius just because he claimed it? It’s obvious he’s found someone else to lean on…”

“I even suspect he’s been using Ezra and those three guys to wash his hands of any guilt he might feel. He’s absolutely despicable!” Mila added, her voice rising with each word.

Their words piled on top of one another, a cacophony of accusations that should have shaken Hera to her core. Yet, this time, she found herself standing firm against their tide. Her expression grew complicated, and with a weariness that seemed to seep into her bones, she shook her head. “Please, just stop talking. I’m tired.”

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