The brothers who fought for me (by Levi Bennett) novel Chapter 18

**A Promise Lost Between Two Worlds by Jaxon Hale Ryder**

Those words hit Ezekiel like a bolt of lightning, reverberating through his very core.

Inside him, he could almost hear a taut string snap, echoing the shattering of his heart.

His eyes, once bright, now glistened with the threat of tears, the hue of crimson creeping into them as if a flood of anguish was rushing forth.

The world around him faded into a cacophony; all he could perceive was the deafening roar in his ears and the relentless thump of his heart, each beat a reminder of his despair. His breath quickened, each inhalation a struggle against the suffocating weight of disbelief.

“Impossible… How can you not love me?” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, yet heavy with desperation.

“Three years… how could you not love me?” he repeated, the words tumbling out, each one a plea for understanding.

“You learned to cook for me, enduring burns and cuts, yet you never faltered. When I was injured and lying in that hospital bed, you spent days praying in the chapel, asking for a peace charm for my recovery. How can you possibly not love me?”

His voice cracked and rasped, like a sailor lost at sea, clinging to the last remnants of hope as he gazed at Juliette, his heart a tempest of longing and despair.

“Julie, please… say something.”

“Just say it.”

“Speak!”

With each command, his voice rose, shifting from a plea to an almost desperate demand, as if he believed that the force of his words could somehow conjure a response from her.

Yet Juliette remained unyielding, her expression as tranquil as a still lake, devoid of any emotion.

But Ezekiel understood the truth that lay beneath her calm facade.

For those three years, he had existed as “Giovanni” in her world.

All the warmth and affection she had bestowed upon him were reserved for Giovanni, the man she had chosen to love.

As for Ezekiel…

In the depths of her heart, he had long since drowned, lost to the cold, unforgiving sea of her indifference.

“Ha.”

A short, bitter laugh escaped him, rough and dry, like the sound of rusted metal scraping against itself.

But beneath that laughter, a dull ache radiated from his heart, a pain so profound it felt almost unbearable.

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The pain was sharp and fierce, a relentless torment that threatened to overwhelm him.

He instinctively pressed his hand to his chest, bending over as if to shield himself from the agony tearing through him.

Juliette, however, paid him no heed. She opened the car door and stepped out into the night.

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