Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 818

But now, Renee could feel the change in Bria, and it was a big one.

She wasn't as careless and reckless as before. Instead, she was actually thinking things through.

Having grown up with her, Renee could see more than most. "Because when I met you, I already knew who you really were. I can accept your worst side, so I can be patient with you. That's why we've gotten closer over time. As for putting up with you, I wouldn't even call it that. I like the real you. And you're genuinely good to your friends. Everyone agrees on that, right?”

"The real me... Is that really so important?”

"Of course it is. No one wants to be around someone who's always wearing a mask. Show people who you really are. The ones who can accept it will stay, and the ones who can't will leave. That's just how it is.”

Some things simply couldn't be forced. The ones who were meant to stay would stay in the end.

Bria let out a faint, crooked smile. She understood what Renee meant. She really had done everything she could. If Kaleb and Shirley still couldn't accept her, what else could she do?

It was just her unwillingness to let go that had been driving her, pushing her toward forceful, aggressive methods. But forcing things never led to a good outcome. Shirley, lying in the hospital, was the clearest example. Not only did it not fix anything, but it also made things worse.

Bria felt truly exhausted. She decided to let go.

By the time they arrived at the hospital, Shirley was already awake, hooked up to an IV. Her face was pale. She'd already been thin before, but now she looked even thinner, frail and sickly.

Shirley's eyes were like a frightened deer's, pure but shattered. Her gaze was so numb that there wasn't even hatred left in it, just emptiness and weakness.

One look at her, and Bria felt a sharp ache in her chest. Back when Shirley had injured her ankle, she'd been so anxious, so worried.

But now, Shirley's condition was far worse than a sprained ankle, and it had all been caused by Bria herself.

She really had become the worst person.

She'd wanted to keep her, but ended up hurting her instead.

Bria wasn't someone who cried easily. She felt the urge to cry, but no tears would fall. Even now, all she felt was a tight ache in her jaw, her eyes stinging but dry.

Crying and begging someone to stay was never her style.

She didn't even know why seeing Shirley like this made her want to cry. Maybe it was because she truly felt the pain now. And she was the one responsible. Guilt, self-blame, pain, and struggle all twisted together inside her.

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