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Chapter 83: It’s Not the End of Our Story.–2
And saying that out loud shakes me more than I expected. Because it is the truth.
A dangerous truth, a truth that can change everything.
Ethan is still holding my face in his hands.
His fingers are warm against my cheeks and his breathing is still agitated, just like mine.
We stare at each other for a few seconds that seem longer than they really are.
His eyes sweep over my face as if trying to memorize every detail.
Then he speaks.
“I’m not the same.”
He says it with a seriousness that makes me lower my gaze almost immediately.
Not because I don’t want to believe him. But because part of me… he does want to.
My eyes fall to his chest while his hands still hold my face. I swallow slowly before responding.
“It’s a shame you reacted…” I murmured with a small exhalation, “or woke up… or realized what you had next to you when you saw me with someone else.”
The sentence comes out softer than I expected, but I still feel the weight of those words in the air
between us.
When I look up again, I see Ethan’s brow furrow.
His expression becomes intense. Almost stubborn.
“Blessed be the moment,” he says in a low voice.
His fingers barely tightened on my cheeks.
“Blessed be the circumstance that made me see how stupid I was.”
The way he says it disarms me a bit. It doesn’t sound like a man trying to convince me.
It sounds like someone who is telling a truth that they can no longer deny.
For a second no one speaks, and then my phone vibrates.
The sound cuts through the moment like a small inevitable interruption.
I blink and pull my hand away from his chest to take the phone out of my bag.
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Chapter 83 It’s Not the End of Om Story–2
I look at the screen. She’s my assistant.
I exhale slowly… Reality returning.
“I think I should go now,” I say as I lock the phone. “They wait for me in the office.”
Ethan doesn’t protest.
He doesn’t try to stop me, he just watches me for a moment longer, as if trying to save this moment as well.
“See you soon,” he says finally.
And before I can react, he approaches again. His fingers hold my cheek again.
This time their kiss is different. Short, soft. A brief kiss that barely lasts a second.
A goodbye kiss, but something in that gesture… It shakes me inside.
Because it’s exactly the kind of kiss Ethan gave me at the beginning of our relationship.
When it was all beginning, when we were still two people discovering something new.
When every encounter ended with that quiet little kiss… as a silent promise to see each other again.
My heart pounds when he pulls away.
“Take care, Clara,” he murmurs.
I nod my head, unable to say anything more coherent.
Then I take a step back. Another… And finally I leave his office.
The hallway of Blackwood Enterprises feels strange after what just happened. The distant voices,
the sound of keyboards, the footsteps of employees… everything seems too normal.
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