Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 36

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Every space that had once held her belongings, every inch that had borne her touch, was now a desolate, empty landscape. And her scent, that sweet, soothing aroma that had once enveloped me in comfort, was gone, leaving only a haunting absence that seemed to mock me with its emptiness. I stood there, frozen, surrounded by the shattered remnants of our life together, as the reality of her departure falls down on me.

The room, once a warm and inviting sanctuary of our love, now lay barren and forsaken, a desolate landscape stripped of every beauty of her presence.

Every item she had ever touched, every memento she had ever cherished, had been ruthlessly excised, leaving behind only the taunting reminders, wiping any futile attempts to hold on to her.

The gifts I had given her, those tender tokens of my love and devotion, now seemed like cruel mocking postcards failure, abandoned and untouched, like a graveyard of shattered dreams and broken promises.

The silence was scarring, a heavy blanket that suffocated me, punctuated only by the faint whispers of memories past. My heart, once a vibrant and beating thing, now lay on its deathbed, a withered and dying ember, battered and bruised by the brutal reality of her departure.

The emptiness that surrounded me seemed to be closing in, leaving nothing but a hollow shell, a mere specter of the man I once was. Every glance around the room was a fresh stab of pain, a reminder of all that I had lost.

1 crumpled to my knees, my body surrendering to the weight of my grief, as if the very foundations of my existence had been torn asunder. My hands, now trembling and weak, rose to my face, and I sobbed uncontrollably, the wrenching gasps tearing from my throat. My head, heavy with the burden of my sorrow, touched the floor, as if I sought to bury my pain in the cold, unforgiving wood.

I bowed to the merciless reality, my wails echoing through the empty room like the mournful cries of a lost soul, as I surrendered to the agony of my regrets.

The sound of my own despair was deatening, a cry of what–its and if only that terrified me with the memories of what could never be again. My body shook with the force of my sobs.

“Keith, get up, Dexter commanded, his voice firm but laced with a concern he struggled to conceal.

He grasped any arms, pulling me up from the floor, but I remained limp, my body wracked with sobs. I couldn’t protest the tide of tears as he guided me towards the bed, the very thought of lying there again almost too much to bear,

Thus was our bed, our sanctuary, where we had shared countless moments of joy and intimacy. We had made love here, our bodies entwined in passion’s sweet embrace. We had watched movies together, her head nestled in the crook of my arm, our laughter mingling in the darkness.

We had read books here, her voice whispering the words in my ear, our fingers intertwined. We had talked for hours, our conversations flowing like a river, our hearts beating as one. And now, she was gone, leaving me in ashes and alone, surrounded by the memories of

what we once had

I stumbled into the living room, my eyes scanning the space with a sense of desperation. The room, once cluttered with boxes and chaos, now lay eerily empty, like a shell of its former sell,

My home, once a heaven of warmth and love, now stood as a hollow house of four walls.

The very essence of its being, the source of its vitality, had been struck out, leaving behind a desolate landscape of emptiness. The warmth and affection that had once radiated from every corner, the gentle whispers of promise and possibility, had vanished, replaced by a quite wounding emptiness.

The fear that gripped me was unlike any I had ever known, a chilling dread that seeped into my very veins, haunting me with the cruel realization that the future we had dreamed of, the beautiful tomorrow we had envisioned, was now nothing more than a distant memory, lost forever.

The thought echoed through my mind like a mournful chant, a constant reminder of my irreparable loss, a grief so profound you could die

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“De–Dex…“I choked out, my voice shattered by the sobs that wracked my body. “Ple–please, tak–take me–me to her… just please.” I stammered, my words tumbling out in a desperate, hiccup–punctuated plea. My chest felt like it was being torn apart, my heart shredded by the anguish that consumed me. “I ne–need to see… her.” I begged, my voice cracking with each word.

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