The End of a Marriage (Colette and Matheo) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272

That memory–““that girl–““was etched into his soul. A core memory

so vivid, so painfully clear, that it almost knocked the breath from his

lungs.

And now? Now, he had turned her into this.

This trembling, heartbroken girl curled up in his bed, clutching his

pillow like it was the last thing keeping her from shattering

completely. And it was his fault.

And then, despite every ounce of logic screaming at him to walk

away, his feet moved forward.

Slowly. Helplessly.

Because no matter how hard he had tried to push her away–no

matter how much he had convinced himself that this was over–he

couldn’t stand to see her cry.

i

For the first time in his life, Graham realized–he had been wrong. So,

so wrong.

Wrong about his decisions. Wrong about his life. And most of all,

1/4

Chapter 272

wrong about Isla.

God only knew what else he might have misjudged.

Standing in the doorway of his bedroom, watching her curled up in

his bed, her small frame trembling from the weight of tears, he felt

something crack open inside him. It wasn’t just guilt–it was

something deeper, something raw.

It was a need.

A need to protect her, to make her smile, to erase the sadness he had caused. To touch her–not just with passion, but with tenderness.

He exhaled, running a hand through his hair, then made his decision.

With deliberate intent, he pushed the door shut behind him. The sound made her flinch, and she turned, her eyes wide and damp, her

lips slightly parted.

His body responded instantly, but this time, he didn’t fight it. He let himself feel everything–the way her gaze swept over his chest, the way his pulse roared at the sight of her mussed–up hair, the way the warmth of her skin had lingered on his sheets.

For too long, he had held back. Now, he was done pretending.

2/4

ld

Chapter 272

She wriggled slightly, uneasy at first, but dife felt the exact mo

her body surrendered to his—when she exhaleted that last shak

breath, when her fingers hesitantlylglutatched at the fabric of h

when her tense muscles slowly relaxed dagainst him. It was the

smallest shift, but it meant everythining.

ould

he

He buried his face in herchainjinining the soft, sweet scent o felt her breathing slow, hereladies flutter against his arm as s finally started to claim herendofor the first time in months,

didn’t feel restlesss Heldiditin’te feeblost.

la

bo

t his

tled

er

se.c.

chainin

erer

3044

He went to sleep withths Isla spooned against his body with the that tomorrow, his is fefe was going to change forever.

Communeents

的

Write Comments

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify