Bound To My Mafia Stepuncles novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Aria’s POV

I stand frozen at the threshold of my apartment, staring at the door I just closed behind me. The finality of it is overwhelming. My hands tremble, and I can still feel the weight of their words pressing down on me, the triplets‘ desperate pleas to stay ringing in my ears. The sound of their voices is fading, but it’s still there, tugging at my heart. As much as I thought walking away would bring relief, it hasn’t. Instead, I feel

more lost than ever.

I look around my small, quiet apartment, feeling like I don’t belong here either. It’s mine–my own space–but it feels foreign. I thought this would be easier. That if I could just get some distance, things would fall into place. But now, the silence here is suffocating, so much louder than the chaos I left behind at the ranch.

I toss my bag onto the couch and slump beside it, my fingers hovering over my phone. The screen lights up with countless messages, all from the triplets. “Come back,” the first one says. “Please talk to us,” the second. “We can fix this,” the third. I don’t have the energy to open them. To hear their voices through text feels like too much.

Instead, I tap on Grace’s name, needing something, someone, to ground me right now. I just need a familiar voice, something to pull me out of this mess.

“Hey,” she answers quickly, her voice immediately soothing.

“Hey,” I reply, my throat tight. I sink into the couch, rubbing my temples. “I’m here… in my apartment.”

“Good,” she says, but I hear the concern in her tone. “Are you okay?”

I hesitate. What does “okay” even mean anymore? The weight of everything feels like it’s about to crush me. “I don’t know, Grace. It’s… it’s harder than I thought. I thought leaving would bring relief, but it’s just… it’s just empty.”

There’s a pause on the other end, then a soft, comforting sigh. “I get it. But Aria, you’re doing what you need to do for yourself. This space? It’s for you. You don’t have to have all the answers right now.”

“I know,” I whisper, my voice breaking slightly. I rub my eyes, feeling a headache coming on. “It’s just… everything feels broken. Like nothing I do will ever be enough.”

Grace’s voice softens further, almost like a mother trying to comfort a child. “It’s okay to feel like that. You’re not alone in this, alright? But you have to remember, Aria, you have every right to put yourself first. That doesn’t make you weak.”

I nod, even though she can’t see me. It helps to hear her words, but it still doesn’t fix the knot in my chest. “It’s just… Cassandra. I can’t ‘believe she did that. She lied to them, Grace. She turned everything upside down, and now,,. I don’t know how to fix it.”

“What did she tell them?” Grace asks, her voice laced with a hint of anger. I can already imagine the way her brows would furrow, the protective instinct she always has for me kicking in.

“She told them that I was playing games with their emotions. That I never really cared about them. That it was all a joke, and that I was just… messing with them, that i was only there for thier money” I explain, my voice faltering with the weight of the betrayal. “She made me look like the villain, and now… now I’m not sure if they’ll ever look at me the same way again.”

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