The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 279

Chapter 199: The End of the Story?-2

Vanessa

I jump to my feet.

The chair scrapes backward with a thud

“Excuse me…” I murmur.

I don’t even know if they can hear me. I leave. I walk quickly… Too quickly.

The hallway blurs; I can’t see. I’m not thinking, I just… need to get out. The bathroom.

I push open the door… And as soon as I’m alone… It shatters. Everything. I place both hands on the sink, tilt my head, try to breathe, but I can’t. No air comes in.

“No…” I whisper.

My chest rises and falls. But it’s not enough.

I feel like I’m suffocating, literally. Like something is crushing me from the inside.

“Breathe…” I tell myself. “Breathe…”

But it doesn’t work.

My hands tremble. My eyes fill with tears. And then… They fall. The first one, hot, slow. It trickles down my cheek and with it… everything else.

“You’re going to marry her again…” I say it softly, almost voicelessly, as if he could hear me. As if that would change anything. But no, it doesn’t change anything. Because it’s real, because it’s happening. Because he… chose her, again.

I look at myself in the mirror, my eyes… are red. Glassy, broken. I don’t recognize myself, and that… scares me. Because I’m not like this, I don’t lose control. I don’t fall apart, I don’t… But this… This is different, this hurts in a way I didn’t expect. Or maybe I did… But I didn’t want to accept it.

I close my eyes and the memories come, one after another, like blows. Ethan, his voice, his laugh, his hands. The times he was with me, the times he let me be close, the nights, the trips. The conversations… The silences. Everything. And me… Always there, waiting, without demanding. Without asking. Because I believed… That at some point… He was going to see me, for real. Not as an option, not as company, but as … The choice. But no, I never was.

I press my lips together and another tear falls.

I

“What does she have…?”

The question escapes, painful… Unfair, but real. Because I don’t understand it. I was there, I stayed, I didn’t leave. I didn’t abandon him. She did… She left. And even so… He chooses her again.

I laugh… An empty, broken laugh.

“Of course…”

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Because it’s her, because it’s always been her. And that… That’s what hurts the most.

1 quickly wipe away my tears, but it doesn’t help. They keep coming.

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“You’re ridiculous….+ say to myself in the mirror. But my reflection… It doesn’t respond, it just stares back at me. Broken, empty.

I take another deep breath, and this time. The air comes in, a little. But it comes in, and I cling to it. To that last shred of control I have left. I can’t stay like this, not here, not now… Not for her, not for him.

I straighten my posture, wipe my face. I try to pull myself together, but inside… Everything is shattered. Because it’s not just that she’s getting married, it’s what it means. It’s closure, the final end. Of something I … never stopped believing was possible.

I grip the edge of the sink.

“No..” I whisper. I shake my head. “It can’t end like this…”

My gaze changes, it’s not the same anymore. It’s not just pain anymore, there’s something more. Something darker, deeper. Because I didn’t wait all this time… to lose. Not like this, not without trying. Not without fighting.

My lips barely curve. A smile that’s anything but friendly.

“This isn’t over…” I say it softly, but with a certainty that runs through me. Because if there’s one thing I know… it’s that stories like this… don’t end so easily. And even less so… when I’m still in them.

That question keeps coming back… What does she have that I don’t? I thought about Alexander and realized that he loves her too… and he loves her the way Ethan… chooses her, but why?

I hear someone knock on the women’s restroom door…

“Is it occupied? Oh, I think the door’s stuck…” Someone says, trying to open it…

I clear my throat, snap out of my panic, and return to reality.

I quickly dry my eyes and say: “Just a minute, I have an emergency here,” I blurt out with a playful tone.

I looked at myself in the mirror and for the first time, I felt ashamed… I felt sorry for myself.

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