My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart novel Chapter 236

**TITLE: He Returned to Break and Own Me and for His Queen 236**
**CONTENT: Chapter 236 Whispers That Burn**

Oriana found herself staring at the message, her mind adrift in a sea of thoughts. The words blurred into the background as she grappled with a revelation that had been simmering beneath the surface.

Perhaps the reason she couldn’t shake off the thoughts of Micah was precisely that—she had grown accustomed to his constant updates, the unwavering sense of security that his presence provided.

Now, with that absence stretching on, a familiar anxiety began to seep into her veins, wrapping around her heart like a vice.

Unbeknownst to her, she had woven her life around him, becoming so attached that the silence felt deafening.

As the car rolled into the garage, Oriana bid farewell to Kieran, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and trepidation as she made her way upstairs alone.

When the elevator doors slid open, she froze, a gasp escaping her lips as her hand flew instinctively to cover her mouth in disbelief.

A path of rose petals, illuminated by the soft glow of flickering candles, stretched before her, filling the air with an intoxicating floral fragrance.

In that moment, she knew exactly what awaited her at the end of that enchanting trail.

The heart that had been suspended in uncertainty finally found its grounding.

Holding her breath, she felt the anticipation swell within her with every cautious step she took…

As she advanced, her gaze fell upon Chubby, the little bot, stationed near the entrance. Its screen glowed with animated hearts, as if it had been eagerly awaiting her return.

“Welcome home, Oriana!” Chubby chirped with uncontainable joy, flapping its tiny wings in delight.

A laugh escaped Oriana’s lips, the sound bubbling up like a release of pent-up emotion. She glanced further ahead, taking in the dimly lit house, its only illumination coming from the dancing flames of the candles.

The path of petals and candles wound gracefully into the living room, where an enormous heart crafted from rose petals lay spread across the floor, a testament to love and devotion.

In the center of it all stood Micah, tall and strikingly handsome, holding a preserved Juliet rose in his hand.

The candlelight caressed his impossibly beautiful features, and even in the soft shadows, Oriana could discern the tension and nervousness etched into his expression.

It was a look she remembered vividly, one that tugged at her heartstrings.

No, he appeared even more anxious than that night they had shared.

His lips parted slightly, as if he struggled to contain his racing thoughts, each quiet exhale betraying his effort to maintain composure.

At the sound of her footsteps, his gaze snapped toward her, his eyes deep and intense yet tinged with uncertainty.

Tears welled up in Oriana’s eyes as she took in the sight of him, moving slowly toward him, her heart pounding in her chest.

“Micah, you lied to me,” she said, her voice trembling with a mixture of accusation and yearning.

Micah’s body tensed, panic flashing across his face. “What? I’d never—”

But before he could finish his sentence, Oriana rushed into his arms, enveloping him in a fierce embrace.

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