Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 68

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“You have two choices,” Margaret spat, her words laced with a venom that made me flinch. “Either get your act together and try to convince her to come back, or just let her go. I prefer the latter because you’re better off without her anyways. Let her move on with someone else.” She suggested and clenched out the last words it cut deep, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, my constant companions since Karissa left.

Maybe she already had moved on, I thought, my mind torturing me with images of her with Deckard, that smug, self–satisfied smile plastered on his face. The thought sent a searing pain through my chest, and I couldn’t bear to meet Margaret’s gaze.

Karissa had always spoken of Deckard with admiration, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling of uncase whenever she mentioned him. I knew she

she was loyal and kind, and that he was her brother’s childhood friend, but there was something about the way he looked at her that made my skin crawl. And then that night, she begged me to leave her alone, her voice trembling as she threatened to get a restraining order,

That Bastard was there, comforting her, offering her the solace I couldn’t, or won’t be able to. His presence only added to my treatment for patience

“Don’t you think I want her back!” 1 exclaimed, my voice cracking with frustration, as I buried my face in my hands. I just wanted to be left left alone, to wallow in my misery without judgment or advice.

But most of all, wanted to escape the crippling helplessness that had consumed me. Nothing made sense anymore – my thoughts, my emotions, my life. Everything was a jumbled mess, and I was lost, unable to find my way back to the person I once was,

“But I don’t think I have any chance with her anymore,” I whispered dejectedly. “She threatened to get a restraining order against me.” The words hung in the air like a harsh reality check that slapped me out of my denial. I felt the last shred of hope slip away, leaving only a dull ache and the bitter taste of defeat. Margaret’s silence was an announcement that I had finally hit rock bottom.

“What?! Margaret’s voice shot up in shock, her eyes widening in disbelief. “A restraining order? Keith, seriously?” Her words were radiating undeniable wrath directed towards not me but Karissa.

Margaret’s face reddened as she muttered under her breath, “How can she do that, that’s extreme,” her voice trembling with simmering indignation, as if she couldn’t believe Karissa would take such a drastic measure against me

Four days, sixteen hours, and twenty minutes – an eternity since she banished me from her world, leaving me to wander in the desolate expanse of her absence.

The burden of each passing moment presses upon my heart, with a relentless pressure. Time, once a river of moments we shared, has become a barren landscape of longing, each tick of the clock distancing nie away from her more. And yet, with every breath, I hold onto the hope that someday, somehow, I’ll find my way back to her, and into the warmth of her presence, where love once dwelled.

Margaret’s voice rose to a bitter scream the next minute. “I don’t think she even wants to listen to you for once, Keith! She’s childish and bad–tempered, I mean, she could have acted like an adult, thought about the consequences before running away from your wedding – a wedding you both invested so much in! And now, she doesn’t even have an ounce of sympathy for you!” Her words were laced with venom, as if she couldn’t believe Karissa’s audacity and was holding back on expressing her thoughts all this time.

I knew my sister and Karissa hadn’t always seen eye–to–eye, but I was taken aback by Margaret’s scathing criticism of a woman who had been hurt so deeply by my own actions. It seemed heartless to attack Karissa when she was already vulnerable, and I felt a pang o guilt for putting her in this position

“I cheated on her, what’s she supposed to do?” I roared, my defensiveness boiling over. Nobody criticizes my girl in front of me, nobody. A fierce protectiveness rising up in me, even though I knew I had no right to defend Karissa after what I had done to her.

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“I’ve seen people find a better, more mature way out of this, Keith. You guys could sit down, talk, try to heal what’s broken, go to counseling, therapy… but she chooses the easy way out. That’s what women like her do, they want an excuse to walk out.” She clarifies and she spat out the words.

“It just explains how much she loved you.” Shaking her in disgust she asserted. I was shaking with rage, my anger rising just below the surface. I had disagreed with my sister before, but never had I felt such a strong urge to confront her, to make her see the hurt she was causing

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“How can you speak about her like that?” I yelled, my voice cracking with emotion. “You’re a woman yourself, and yet you’re spewing this venom! I know you’re my sister, and you’re worried about me, but Karissa is far more hurt and broken than I am. Can’t you see that?” I was defensive and incredulous, unable to believe that my own sister could hold such a deep grudge against Karissa, who was already suffering so much because of my actions.

My sister’s face reddened as she protested, her voice rising in anger, “I’m just telling you, Keith, she doesn’t even want to try! Cheating isn’t the end of the world. She’s blowing it way out of proportion.” Her words were laced with indignation, as if she couldn’t fathom why Karissa wouldn’t just forgive and forget. But I knew the pain I had caused, and I couldn’t blame Karissa for not wanting me

anymore.

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