Oops I Accidentally Ended Her Fake Perfect Life novel Chapter 26

**Across the Fallen Golden Kingdom Distant Fires by Damon S. Creed**

In the dimly lit attic of the Whitmore estate, Nora found herself standing before a towering stack of boxes, each one a silent testament to the passage of time. Dust motes danced in the air, illuminated by the faint light filtering through the small, grimy window. The atmosphere was heavy with nostalgia, and as she surveyed the collection, she felt a wave of emotions wash over her.

Every box bore a date meticulously inscribed in his unmistakable handwriting, a script that had once brought her joy and now felt like a bittersweet echo of the past.

[March 10, 2011. Married Nora today. So happy. Bought her favorite plush doll. I’ll give it to her someday.]

The words were like a whisper from the past, and Nora could almost hear his voice, filled with excitement. She remembered that day vividly—the way his eyes sparkled as he promised her a future filled with love and laughter.

[April 28, 2014. Nora’s birthday. Told her I was too busy with work to come home. Bought a minor planet and named it after her. I’ll tell her someday.]

A lump formed in her throat. How could he have been so thoughtful, even in his absence? The thought of a minor planet, a celestial body bearing her name, left her both touched and heartbroken. She could almost see him, grinning sheepishly as he confessed his grand gesture, the kind of whimsical surprise that only he could conjure.

[May 23, 2016. Fifth wedding anniversary. Still didn’t make it home. Bought her a private island instead. I want to retire there with her someday…]

Tears blurred her vision as the reality of his unfulfilled promises sank in. He had loved her deeply, quietly, and with an intensity that had remained hidden beneath layers of unspoken words. Each letter was a glimpse into a future he had envisioned for them—one filled with countless “somedays” that had never materialized.

But now, as her heart ached with the weight of his love, she found herself torn. She had moved on, her heart entwined with someone new.

Suddenly, she stumbled forward, her feet betraying her as she collided into a pair of familiar arms.

Dominic caught her effortlessly, his embrace enveloping her like a warm blanket. “Don’t cry, Nora. Come to Bali with me,” he urged softly, his voice a soothing balm against her turmoil.

They stood together on a sunlit beach, the sound of waves crashing nearby, and for a moment, everything felt right. It was a picture of tranquility, as they leaned into one another, the world around them fading away.

“Let’s get some air,” he suggested, his hand resting gently on her stomach, a gesture that sent a shiver of comfort through her.

“Nora… I actually met you when I was six,” he began, his eyes sparkling with the memory.

“At the time, Chase and I were still friends. We were climbing over a wall when I saw you for the first time. You were wearing a pink dress. You were so beautiful,” he recalled, his voice laced with a fondness that made her heart swell.

“Nora, truth is—I saw you first,” he added, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

Nora nestled closer, her voice soft and warm like the sun filtering through the trees. “I believe you,” she replied, a smile breaking through her earlier sadness.

“Then guess—when do you think I fell for you?” she challenged, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Dominic playfully tapped her nose, feigning deep thought. “The day I confessed?” he ventured.

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