Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 90

Chapter75

Keith

I stared at Karissa’s retreating figure, my body sinking Into the wall as defeat replaced pain. This was my darkest fear that if she discovered the truth about me, she’d be repulsed and leave. Now, that fear had become reality, and I was solely responsible for building my life with sandcastles.

My thoughts swirled with regret. If only I’d confided in her, our relationship might not have ended, and honesty would have offered a hope for forgiveness. Instead, my silence and deception had severed any chance of redeeming

The emptiness around me felt suffocating, highlighting my failures. My gaze dropped, tracing the carpet patterns as my mind accepted the irreversible consequences of my choices.

Exhaustion had claimed me, drained me of my tears. I felt fractured, torn between two opposing selves: the devoted lover who would achieve the impossible for Karissa, and the reckless stranger who had surrendered to his selfish desires.

But the mist I was stuck in for years is clearing out and I finally grasped the truth of my own nature and the man I aspired to become. To reconcile these opposing halves, I needed to confront my flaws and rebuild from the bottom. Only then could I consider the deserving task of regaining Karissa’s trust.

I released a pent–up sigh, tugging at my hair in exasperation, when my the door banged open and my sister burst into the room with a small suitcase. Hér sudden entrance made me recoil, I wasn’t equipped to handle her opinions, especially if they were pointed with

criticism aimed at Karissa.

“Was that Karissa’s car pulling out of your driveway?” my sister demanded sharply.

I nodded wearily, rising from my slumped position. The pressure of her gaze pressed upon me, and I sought refuge in motion, striding toward the kitchen in search of something, Coffee, tea, or a cold glass of water–anything to wash away the stress from these mind swirling situations. My eyes avoided the liquor cabinet, but it was the intoxicating haze that had wavered my better judgement, so I’d rather drink drain water.

My sister’s probing continued, “And what brought her here? Is she giving your relationship another chance?” Her words dripped with curiosity, but I sealed my lips, jaw clenched in a tight line. The possibility she spoke of seemed an impossible fantasy.

“Just leave me alone, Maggie,” I brushed her off.

The exhaustion claiming my body wasn’t even a fragment of one sitting on my soul. I couldn’t muster the strength to fend off her inquiries, not when my head was throbbing from the anguish I’d inflicted on Karissa.

“Leave you alone? Leave you alone?” Maggie repeated, her voice rising in frustration. “I flew all the way over from Washington to here, I’m trying to help you, for goodness‘ sake!” She threw up her hands in exasperation face red.

“I don’t need your help,” I shot back at her. “I know exactly what you’ll say and suggest, and that’s not how I want to win her back She’s not at fault here, and I’m not going to take your advice and shift the blame for my mistakes onto her “I growled, grabbing a soda can and blue cocktail pulp.

“Then what was she doing here?” Maggie spat. “If she wants nothing to do with you, why make it difficult and keep you as a backup option, dangling you whenever she needs something?” Her words seemed unnecessary targeted, and I rolled my eyes in frustration

“One more toxic word, Maggie, and you’re crossed off my sister list,” I thundered, slamming my fist on the kitchen counter. “She was here because she’s pregnant,

“What?!” Maggie’s eyes widened in shock.

“You heard me right,” I said firmly. “Karissa’s pregnant, and I’ve messed up big time. But I’m committed to fixing things and becoming a better person. So, here’s the deal: you’ll keep your criticism of her to yourself.” My gaze locked onto Maggie’s, my tone unwavering. “If you can’t support me, then do us both a favor–stay out of our lives.”

“Keith, why are you acting like this? Karissa’s pregnant, and you’re going to be a dad! You both need to sit down and think carefully about this. Having a child is a huge responsibility,” she said, her words striking a chord. As if I was only 15, still grappling with the concept of pregnancy and bringing a new life into the world.

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