The brothers who fought for me (by Levi Bennett) novel Chapter 19

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

The moment Juliette laid her eyes on Giovanni, a chill swept over her. Her heart, once a gentle fluttering bird, now felt like a stone, heavy and unyielding. Without a word, she pivoted on her heel, determined to escape the storm brewing between them.

“Julie,” Giovanni called out, his voice a low murmur, laced with an urgency that made her pause. “I owe you an explanation for everything that has transpired over these years.”

She halted, her hand hovering over the doorknob, as if it were a lifeline she was reluctant to let go of. The air between them crackled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

“Even if you walk away today, I will find you in the future,” he continued, his tone softer yet insistent. “Everything that needs to be said, everything I owe you, I can’t escape it.”

The weight of his words hung in the air, and Juliette felt a tumult of emotions rising within her. With a deep, shuddering breath, she turned slowly, her resolve crumbling just enough for curiosity to seep through. She walked across the room, her movements deliberate, and sank into the chair opposite him, her expression deliberately indifferent. “What do you want to say?”

Giovanni noticed the way she deliberately avoided using his name, and it struck him like a knife. A sharp, subtle pain pricked at his chest, a reminder of the distance that had grown between them.

He reached for the coffee pot, pouring the rich, dark liquid into the cup before her, his voice lowering to a gentler tone. “This is the Blue Mountain Coffee you used to love. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Why not give it a try?”

“Let’s get straight to the point,” Juliette replied, her eyes fixed on him, unyielding. The coffee remained untouched, a symbol of the warmth that had long since faded between them.

Giovanni lowered his lashes, a flicker of disappointment crossing his features. “Alright,” he conceded, pushing a stack of documents toward her. “Take a look at this first. It’s about the past few years.”

Juliette hesitated, her fingers hovering over the papers, a mixture of dread and curiosity swirling within her. With a reluctant sigh, she finally reached out to grasp the documents, her heart racing as she began to sift through them.

Twenty minutes slipped by like grains of sand through an hourglass. When she finally set the papers back down, her voice dripped with sarcasm. “If this is your proof of three years spent with Leilani, a love stronger than gold, then save it. I have no interest in your love story.”

The documents were filled with meticulous records, photographs that chronicled Leilani’s treatments over the years. Each image felt like a dagger, reminding Juliette of the life Giovanni had shared with another woman.

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