The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 113

Chapter 86: The First Night.–1

Clara

The rain begins before I can close the curtains completely, the drops hit the windows of my apartment with constant insistence, as if the night had decided to unload all its weight on the city. The thunder

comes next, deep, shaking the air with a vibration that is felt even on the ground.

I’ve always loved rainy nights, but this one… feels different.

Heavier. Quieter.

I walk through the room with a cup of warm tea in my hands when, suddenly, everything goes out.

Light. The refrigerator stops humming, the lamps go out, and the apartment is plunged into complete

darkness that forces me to stop.

I wait a moment, but the power plants in the building won’t turn on.

“Great…” I murmur quietly.

I look out the window. In the building opposite, several lights have also been turned off. It seems that I am not the only one without electricity. I put the cup down on the table and walk carefully to a drawer in the kitchen. After a few seconds groping I find what I am looking for, a candle.

I light it with a lighter and the little flame comes to life, trembling gently in the gloom. I place it on a shelf near the wall, where the yellow light expands just enough to draw long shadows in the room.

The apartment is illuminated only by that small point of light. And suddenly everything feels… strange.

The rain, the thunder, the silence between them, it’s one of those nights that seem to have something sad

hidden in the air.

I sit on the couch, folding my arms as I watch the flame move slowly. I try to distract my mind, but it inevitably ends up returning to the same place.

To Ethan’s office, to the kiss. My fingers subconsciously go up to my lips.

I can still remember it all too well.

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The warmth of his mouth. The way my heart started beating like I’d forgotten how to do it calmly.

I close my eyes for a second.

“Half a possibility,” I murmur to myself.

A loud clap of thunder rumbles outside, and then… there’s a knock at the door.

The sound makes me open my eyes immediately. There’s another knock… Knock. Knock.

I remain motionless on the sofa, at this hour… My mind quickly comes up with an explanation.

Chapter 26. Pre Fast Night

Alexander.

He probably saw the storm. Or maybe he thought it would be a good excuse to stop by.

I purse my lips a little, I ant not in the mood for visits. Especially not today.

The door rings again, knock, knock.

This time more insistent, I remain completely still. If I don’t make noise… Maybe he’ll go away.

The knocking starts again.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Louder.

I glance toward the door from the sofa, feeling a slight unease.

“Alexander,” I sighed silently.

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I don’t want to open it. I don’t want to have to explain my state of mind, or face questions, or pretend

everything is normal when my head is still a mess.

I don’t want to sound rude to Alexander, I don’t want him… I don’t want him to keep feeding into an idea

that isn’t true. So, I’d better stay quiet.

The knocking continues for a few more seconds.

Then it stops, and silence fills the apartment again. Only the steady sound of the rain remains.

I wait… One, two… maybe ten seconds. Nothing.

It seems he’s finally gone, and I exhale slowly and get up from the sofa.

I walk slowly toward the door, guided only by the faint light of the candle behind me. When I arrive, I bring my face close to the small peephole. But outside it is almost completely dark.

The corridor has hardly any emergency lighting and the rain against the windows of the building makes it difficult to make out well. I squint, trying to focus, I don’t see anyone.

I’m about to step aside when a figure moves at the edge of my field of vision.

Someone is there.

The person picks up their phone, the screen turns on. The blue light illuminates his face for a second. And my heart leaps so hard it takes my breath away.

Ethan, not Alexander. Ethan.

He’s standing in front of my door, his hair wet, his brow furrowed as he looks at something on his phone.

Chapter F. Get Night

It takes my mind a second to process it. What…?

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