Chapter 47

Shattered illusions I couldn’t breathe. As I saw the dissolution letter that Nolan put in front of me the universe seemed to be squeezing in on me. This is it. That’s it. The papers on the desk were not mere bureaucracy — those were the spark of war. He was deserting me. All because of her — it was all. Didina Bowman“ I threw the letter down onto the marble coffee table with an echoing thud in the still space. I breathed heavily: the burden of it — of all she had stolen from me — pressing in on me from all sides in my chest. I did not want to cry. I couldn’t afford to look laboured. That betrayal cut too deep though. I fought to not let it show but my hands shook and I saw tears gathering in my eyes ready to pour from me with each taste of anger rising from my core. How could you treat me like this? My low voice had a dangerous undertone as I studied Nolan with hooded eyes. That was what Didina had gotten. I could see the anger seeping through my pores. He hadn’t even flinched when I walked in turn Aaron had left me. His face could not be read and his look was near to cold. He had made up his mind already. In his face. Not a tear. He wasn’t through with me. And it was not because of anything we had done wrong in the years leading up… no, it was because of her. “I never wanted this,” Nolan said in a murMur. . , almost apologetic. "But I can’t keep living a lie, Hera. Not anymore."