The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 109

Chapter 84: It’s No Longer an Impossible.–3

Just observe… and when she speaks, she does so carefully.

“I know,” I reply.

She tilts her head slightly.

“Your story with Ethan is something that only the two of you can really understand.”

My chest tightens a little. Because it’s true.

There are so many layers in what we live, so many moments, so many mistakes… So many wounds.

“I just want you to remember something,” my mother adds.

I look at her carefully.

“What?”

Her smile is small, but full of tenderness.

“That pride should never outweigh happiness.”

Her words pierce me with an unsettling precision.

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Because that thought has been running through my head for days, from the coffee in his office.

From the kiss… From the way he looked at me when he said he needed to hear if he still had a

chance.

I look at my hands on the table.

“It’s not pride,” I murmured.

My mother doesn’t interrupt me.

“It’s fear.”

She nods slowly.

“I understand that.”

Silence settles back between us.

Outside, the wind gently moves the leaves of the lemon tree in the yard.

“Sometimes I think,” I say finally.

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Chapter 84 It’s No Longer an Impote

My mother looks up.

“What if I open that door again… everything could break again.”

My voice sounds more vulnerable than I would like.

“And I don’t know if I’d be able to go through that again.”

My mother leans forward slightly and places her hand over mine, her expression warm.

Firm.

“Clara,” she says softly, “love always involves that risk.”

Her words are simple, but they carry weight.

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“The important thing is not whether you can prevent something from breaking,” she continues. “The important thing is whether the other person is willing to take care of what you have together. Her eyes soften.

“And from what you’ve told me- it seems that Ethan is trying to do it now.”

My breathing slows down.

Because I have also seen that, in his gestures, in his insistence.

In the way he seems determined not to repeat the same mistakes.

I think of him touching the window of my car, of his voice when he said that he changed his number.

In his expression when he asked me if he had even half a chance.

And in that kiss. That kiss I still feel on my lips when I remember it.

My mother watches me in silence.

“You’re thinking about him right now, aren’t you?”

A small smile escapes my lips before I can help it.

“Yes.”

She lets out a soft laugh.

“That also answers many things.”

I lean back slightly in the chair.

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