Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 81

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I exhaled, feeling a slight release of tension. “You’re right, I just need to calm down. I only discovered it in the afternoon, so I’m just a

bit antsy.”

Deckard nodded empathetically, his expression a reflection of understanding. A gentle, reassuring smile spread across his face, easing the remaining tension within me. The warmth of his gaze enveloped me, creating a sense of safety and comfort.

The silence that followed was no longer oppressive, but a soothing stillness, a moment of quiet contemplation shared between us.

“Get some rest, Hamsty, okay? And take care of yourself.” His words were a gentle dismissal, infused with genuine concern..

“You too. Thanks, Decks, for being here, I’d laid out my gratitude and appreciations. With a final, reassuring glance, his face began to fade from the screen, the connection terminating with a soft beep.

I settled back into the couch, the movie I’d paused earlier now flickering back to life on the screen. The characters” laughter and banter seemed jarring after the heartfelt exchange with Deckard.

As the movie played on, my gaze drifted, thoughts swirling around the revelation I’d shared. His calming presence still resonated within me.

The movie’s climax unfolded, and I was caught off guard by the surge of emotions. Ray’s desperate struggle to save his daughter resonated deeply/Striking a chord within me. As he frantically searched, haunted by the fear of losing another child, tears began to well up in my eyes. The parallels between his past and present trauma were heartbreaking.

I choked on the last bite of salad, the crunch of the lettuce and vegetables turning to dust in my mouth. My throat constricted, and a sob threatened to escape.

My vision blurred as tears spilled down my checks. I set the salad aside, no longer able to eat. The movie’s tension had become unbearable, echoing the turmoil brewing inside me.

The pregnancy revelation, Deckard’s comforting words, and now Ray’s on–screen anguish merged into a maelstrom of emotions. My heart ached, and the tears flowed freely.

The movie’s final credits rolled, but my emotional turmoil had only just begun. The dam burst, and I surrendered to uncontrollable sobe. Tears streamed down my face, a mixture of fear, anxiety, and vulnerability. My mind raced to my father’s potential reaction, envisioning his face etched with disappointment.

Would he be happy for me, or would the weight of societal expectations and traditional values darkened his response? The thought of his disapproval was suffocating.

But worse, I feared he’d urge me to reunite with Keith, Knowing my father’s conservative views, I was certain he’d prioritize stability and reputation over my happiness. The possibility of his words “You should get back with Keith for the sake of the child” – echoed in my mind, sending a shiver down my spine.

My body shook with convulsive sobs, as if the very thought of losing autonomy over my life was tearing me apart. I felt like I was drowning in uncertainty. In that moment, Deckard’s reassuring words seemed distant, unable to penetrate the darkness of my fears. The silence surrounding me felt oppressive, a reminder that I had to face this alone.

I wept, torn between two conflicting desires. My child deserved a loving father, but the thought of Keith’s perpetual presence in my life was suffocating

I don’t want my baby growing up without a father. Yet, the prospect of co–parenting with Keith, the man I’d tried to leave behind, filled me with dread. His influence, his opinions, his presence – it all threatened to undermine my newfound independence.

How could I maintain my sanity, my sense of self, with Keith constantly around? The memories of our tumultuous relationship still Ingered, and the thought of revisiting those emotions made my skin crawl.

As the tears slowly subsided, exhaustion took over. My eyes felt swollen, my head pounded, and my heart remained heavy.

In the silence, I realized I needed a plan – a way to protect and provide for my child, and my sanity – while navigating this complicated web of co- parenting with Keith. But for now, the uncertainty hung over me like a dark cloud.

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I collapsed onto the bed, my body surrendering to the emotional exhaustion. The pillow enveloped my face, a makeshift shelter from the turmoil brewing inside. I hugged it tightly, muffling my sobs as the tears continued to flow. The soft fabric absorbed my anguish, a silent witness to my unraveling

In that fragile moment, I felt lost and alone, vulnerable to the whims of fate. The pregnancy, Keith, my father’s potential reaction everything swirled together in a maelstrom of uncertainty.

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