Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 115

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Leona’s encouragement shakes me “You can talk to me, Karry, let it all out,” she urged in

But as I struggled to find the words, I couldn’t shake off the doubts that swirled in my mind. Would my words even make sense? Would anyone truly understand the jumbled emotions and thoughts that felt like a tangled mess inside me? And even if they did understand, would they remember it, or would it be minimised?

The words tumbled out of me in a slow, agonized whimper as it each syllable was being ripped from my very soul. “All I wanted was a family,” I managed to get out, my gaze drifting towards the window, where the setting sun blessed behind a beautiful dimming light. I paused, the next words lodging in my throat like a physical obstruction. I forced them out, my voice cracking. “And I thought…” The sentence descend down my tongue, unfinished, as I struggled to continue. Finally, the words burst forth. “I thought my baby was the last chance for me to have that.”

Xaviera’s gentle tone belied the firmness of her words as she countered my painful admission. “As much as we understand where you’re coming from, that’s not true at all,” she said, her voice infused with empathy. She slid onto the bed beside me, her movements careful, and met my gaze with eyes that shone with understanding compassion.

Leona’s affirmation mirrored Xaviera’s sentiments as she nodded in agreement. “Exactly,” she agreed.

“You’re young, and you’re alive,” she reminded me, a pressing emphasis on the possibilities that still lay before me. “In time, when you’ve healed and are capable of loving again, I’m sure you’ll find someone with whom you can build a new life,” she promised with conviction. As she spoke, she blinked back her own tears, but mine continued to fall, unstoppable and unrelenting, as the tides of my pent up emotions finally broke free.

The words clawed out of me like, a painful declaration from the fear that had taken hold of my heart. “I don’t think I’ll be able to trust a man again,” the thought alone of loving and trusting someone once again terrified me. The very idea of opening myself up to the possibility of hurt and betrayal again seemed impossible.

“I’d have to respectfully disagree,” Leona opposed calmly, a soothing counterpoint to my fears. “But I completely understand your sentiments,” she acknowledged, her expression a compassionate blend of empathy and reassurance. “For now, let’s just concentrate on your recovery – both physical and emotional,” she suggested with a warm smile.

“Absolutely,” Xaviera joined. “Let’s put everything else on the backburner and focus on rediscovering yourself, okay?” She offered a reassuring smile as, her eyes shining with tears.

“And remember, you’re not alone in this journey. You have people who’ll be here to catch you if you stumble, to hold you together if you feel like you’re falling apart.” With their reassurances, for the first time in what felt like an eternity, the void within me didn’t seem quite so empty, quite so desolate.

Xaviera’s eyes sparkled with warmth as she clasped her hands together in a playful, pleading gesture. “Now come on, give me a smile and a promise that you’ll at least try, pretty please?” she asked, her voice infused with a gentle, persuasive charm.

I felt a faint, hesitant smile spread across my face, though it felt like a heavy, cumbersome thing, dragging me down both physically and emotionally. Still, I was exhausted from being the epicenter of pain and sorrow, and I yearned for it to dissipate, to leave me be. I wanted to be done with the ache, to be free from its suffocating grip and I am willing to try until my last breath and it’s a blessing that I am far from nearing death, some people, some woman, had it worse.

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“I wanted to stay longer, but Deckard assured me he’ll be here for as long as necessary,” Leona fretted with a groan, I felt a guilt and gratitude, knowing that my loved ones had put their lives on hold for me.

“It’s fine, Leona, I can take c care of myself,” I protested, though the words felt hollow even to my gently assure them that it’s fine to leave me be. “You all, and Deckard…,1 trailed off, overcome with emotion. I knew that no matter

ears. I took a deep breath trying to what I said, they would always be there for me, fighting my battles alongside me. “You guys don’t need to watch me like a hawk,” I said finally.

“Ikarissa,” Leona said, exasperated with a mock–irritated glare, her eyes sparkling with sisterly annoyance. I responded by hanging my head in sheepish submission, a silent acknowledgment of my supposed wrongdoing.

This suffocating sense of self–reproach and futility was piercing, like a thousand daggers to the heart. Everything around me seemed to have dissolved into a desolate, impenetrable haze, ending all reason and logic meaningless. My gaze was fixed on the shattered Chapter101

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