Isla comes out of the dressing room, fully dressed but still damp from her shower, and immediately meets Gabriel’s intense gaze. Her expression hardens, and she asks him sharply what he wants now. Gabriel doesn’t engage with her anger but instead calmly urges her to eat breakfast. Isla reluctantly sits and eats in silence, her posture stiff and tense, clearly struggling with her emotions.
After she finishes eating, Isla challenges Gabriel to speak and tells him she needs to leave. Gabriel, exhausted and regretful, apologizes for what she witnessed the day before and asks for her forgiveness. He then reveals that he is not responsible for Delphine’s pregnancy, a claim that Isla finds hard to believe and reacts to with anger and disbelief. Gabriel insists that he accepted blame initially to avoid a scene but maintains his innocence and asks Isla to support him.
Isla paces the room, overwhelmed and skeptical, demanding clear answers. Gabriel admits he was not protected with Delphine but insists the child is not his because since their marriage two years ago, he has been faithful only to Isla. This revelation leaves the room in heavy silence, and Isla questions why he didn’t tell her this earlier. Gabriel says he has his reasons and asks for her trust until he can prove the truth.
Despite a small flicker of hope, Isla remains unconvinced and coldly tells Gabriel she doesn’t believe him and cannot continue like this. She asks to leave, and Gabriel, filled with pain and frustration, pleads with her to accept his truth and save their marriage before it’s too late. Isla, holding back tears, rejects him and walks out, leaving Gabriel standing alone as she disappears from sight.
Isla emerged from the dressing room, now fully dressed, her damp hair still clinging to her neck, carrying the faint, clean scent of soap from her recent shower. She paused briefly in the doorway, her striking electric-blue eyes immediately locking onto Gabriel’s. The instant their gazes met, her expression hardened, a coldness returning to her face like a shield.
“What now?” she asked, her voice low but edged with a sharp, unyielding steel.
Gabriel didn’t rise to confront her anger. Instead, he turned his attention to the coffee table where the breakfast cart stood, quietly beginning to arrange the food with deliberate care.
“Sit down. You need to eat,” he said simply, his tone firm but without anger.
Without a word, Isla crossed the room with stiff movements and settled onto one of the sofas, her posture rigid. Gabriel poured coffee into her cup first, then slid it gently toward her. She lifted the cup, took a small sip, and then reached for the donuts. At first, she nibbled at them hesitantly, but as hunger took over, she ate more confidently—finishing one donut, then another—pausing only to sip more coffee.
Throughout it all, she avoided looking at him or speaking. Only when she had emptied her plate did she push it away slightly, fold her arms tightly across her chest, and raise her chin to meet his gaze head-on. Her eyes, filled with pain and defiance, locked onto his green ones.
“Say what you need to say, Gabriel,” she said quietly, her voice steady but tired. “Because I have to leave now.”
Gabriel sank down on the edge of the bed, exhaustion etched deeply across his face. He looked as though he hadn’t slept in days, the weight of sleepless nights evident in the shadows beneath his eyes and the slump of his shoulders. A long, heavy breath escaped him before he finally spoke.
“I’m sorry for everything you had to see yesterday,” he said softly, his voice thick with regret. “Please… forgive me.”
Isla remained silent. She sensed there was more he wanted to say—she could feel it in the intensity of his gaze, in the way his fingers clenched his knees. She waited, silently urging him to speak his truth so she could finally be free to leave.
After a long moment, Gabriel met her eyes again and continued. “I know what I’m about to tell you might sound unbelievable. You might not want to accept it. But you deserve to know the truth. Once you hear it, if you still want your space… I won’t stand in your way.”
“Just get to the point,” Isla interrupted sharply, her anger simmering beneath the surface.
“I’m not the one responsible for Delphine’s pregnancy,” he stated plainly.
Isla’s glare hardened immediately, disbelief flickering across her parted lips. What kind of nonsense was this? She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“You can try a better lie, Gabriel,” she snapped, voice biting. “No woman jokes about pregnancy—especially not Delphine. She’s a top model, a professional. She wouldn’t risk her career on something like this. That much I know.”
Gabriel’s voice remained calm. “Like I said, I’m not the father. Until I can prove it, I need you to stand by me. I might have accepted responsibility at first, but only because I wanted to avoid a scene. I didn’t want drama exploding in front of everyone. But the truth, Isla…” He paused, swallowing hard before adding, “The truth is what I’m telling you now.”
Suddenly, Isla stood and began pacing the room, her head pounding again. The walls seemed to close in, the air thick and suffocating.
Gabriel rose as well but didn’t approach her. He simply watched, his heart aching at the sight of her distress.
“I didn’t expect you to believe me,” he admitted quietly. “But please, Isla, I’m asking you to at least keep our marriage intact. Support me on this.”
She stopped pacing, turning to face him squarely, arms crossed tightly.
“Gabriel,” she said firmly, “I need a yes or no answer.”
He straightened, bracing himself. “Okay.”
She reached for her clutch on the nightstand and slipped her feet into her shoes.
“Can you please unlock the door? I have to go now.”
Gabriel said nothing. He moved to the door, entered the code, and unlocked it. Then he stepped aside silently, clearing the way.
Without hesitation, Isla walked out, the sharp click of her heels echoing against the marble floor as she left. Gabriel remained standing there, motionless, watching her retreat until she vanished from sight.
The chapter closes on a poignant note of fractured trust and unresolved pain between Isla and Gabriel. Their shared history and deep emotions collide with the harsh realities of doubt and betrayal, leaving both characters caught in a painful limbo. Isla’s guarded heart and Gabriel’s desperate plea for belief highlight the fragile balance of love and mistrust that defines their relationship, underscoring the emotional turmoil that neither can easily escape.
Despite the tension and distance growing between them, the lingering connection and raw vulnerability in their exchange suggest that the path to healing remains uncertain but possible. This moment of departure is not just physical but symbolic of the emotional crossroads they face, where honesty, patience, and forgiveness will ultimately determine whether their marriage can survive the storm threatening to tear it apart.
The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the fragile and tense dynamics between Isla and Gabriel, as the weight of mistrust and unspoken truths hangs heavily in the air. Readers can expect a closer look at the emotional turmoil each character experiences—Isla’s struggle to reconcile her pain with the possibility of Gabriel’s honesty, and Gabriel’s desperate attempt to bridge the widening gap between them. The atmosphere will be charged with unresolved questions and the lingering shadow of Delphine’s accusation, raising the stakes for their already strained marriage.
As the story unfolds, the delicate balance of their relationship may be tested in unexpected ways, revealing hidden vulnerabilities and perhaps new layers of complexity in their connection. The emotional anticipation builds around whether Isla will find the strength to confront her doubts and whether Gabriel can prove his truth beyond mere words. The next chapter will likely explore these tensions with a blend of raw emotion and subtle confrontation, keeping readers eager to uncover what lies beneath the surface and what choices will define their future.
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