GoodNovelChapter 3659 His voice, a soft interjection, carried a heavy question.
"We're done?" Yet he pressed on, his words a mix of hope and fear.
"If you didn't care, Alexis, you wouldn't have touched the boxes.
Their sighs filled the space between words, heavy with unspoken truths.
Tstretched on before Alexis whispered her resolve.
"You're mistaken.
The gifts, they're not mine to hold.
" With a final click, she ended the call, the silence speaking volumes.
A blanket of sadness wrapped around her as she drifted to the window.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe night offered a view of gold-tinted roses unfolding skyward, their brilliance a contrast to her somber mood.
32 bursts of light broke the darkness, a fiery salute from Leonel.
Alexis watched, tears glistening unnoticed until they blazed their trails down her cheeks.
The tears fell, not for what moved her now but for the love they once shared.
Below, a solitary figure claimed the shadows.
Dressed in the white shirt she favored, his silhouette was a sharp cut against the night, the embers of his cigarette punctuating the dark.
His gaze lifted to her, brimming with fondness, aware that she had caught sight of him.
A surge of bitterness washed over Alexis.
She grabbed her phone, punching in his number, noticing how his face lit up with a pleased smile as he answered.
The words tasted sour as she spoke them.
"Leonel, it's pointless.
Your actions now, they stir nothing in me.
Every glimpse of you revives that image-your ki*s on Anika, the joy in your touch, the clarity in your gaze. It's futile.
Those memories are etched in me, an indelible mark we can't just erase.
She fixed her eyes on him, letting the silence fill the void.
The night laid its cool touch on Leonel's skin, his face a ghostly shade.
"Please.
I'm begging you to let those memories go.
But Alexis felt the weight of them, immovable.
She ended the call, drew the curtain close, and turned away from his pleas.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe gifts, a tower of attempted apologies, she cornered them away.
If by morning's light he hadn't reclaimed them, they'd be discarded, just like the remnants of their past. Restlessness took Alexis in its grip as night deepened.
She paced, hands cradling the life within her, seeking comfort in the movement.
A myriad of thoughts about the coming day swirled in her mind, but a sense of something lacking nagged En.
at her.
Her gaze settled on the small, glowing object, a beacon in the m velvety shroud of night. Leonel, a shadow among shadows, stood alone.
A quiet birthday wish floated up from him.
"Happy birthday, Alexis.
"
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