Chapter 129–MA
To protect myself, not to take risks, but then I open my eyes. And I force myself to stay here.
In the present.
Not in what was, not in what hurt. In what it is.
Ethan isn’t the same, and neither am I.
I sit up a little on the bed, resting my hands at my sides.
“It’s okay,” I murmured.
My voice is low, but firm.
“It’s okay if it doesn’t work.”
I repeat, this time more consciously. More clearly.
“I’ll simply… leave.”
The idea doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t weigh me down. It’s… liberating.
“If I don’t like something… I’ll walk away.”
I nod slightly to myself, because now I do have that. That option, that freedom.
That version of me that I didn’t have before. I am no longer the woman who stays out of fear.
Not out of habit.
Not even out of misunderstood love, I am the woman who chooses. Even leave.
I exhale calmer, more centered. I look at the suitcase again. And this time…
It doesn’t feel the same, not like an irreversible decision. But as a test.
One step, nothing more.
I get out of bed, I pick up my clothes again. And I keep packing. But now… without that weight on my
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