Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 71

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II Rose is indeed pregnant, as the nagging voice in my head suggests she might be, I know I must confront her, no matter how reprehensible my actions have been. The circumstances are dire, and Rose’s hatred towards me is well–deserved, but I cannot let my own selfishness and shame harm an innocent life. My child, a blameless being, shouldn’t suffer for my poor choices.

I must face the consequences of my actions and take responsibility for my child, ensuring that my mistakes don’t perpetuate a cycle of pain and suffering. I had always yearned to be a father, and now I might be, but under circumstances that were far from ideal. The mother of my child was not Karissa, the woman I loved, but Rose, a girl that mattered to me once had shared a night of weakness with

And to make matters worse, Rose likely wanted nothing to do with me now. I couldn’t help but regret that fateful day when I let my desires cloud my judgment and went to “comfort” her. My selfislmess had blurred the lines of what was right, and now I was drowning in the consequences further entangling myself in it

1 forced down a cheese sandwich, washing it with a swig of juice from the fridge, the taste bitter and unpleasant. I didn’t have the luxury of checking the expiration date or caring about the flavor, my mind was consumed by the task at hand – packing.

The mundane act of eating had become a mere afterthought, a necessary fueling to propel me through the chaos that had become my life. The sandwich was a bland, unfulfilling distraction, a pause in the frenetic pace of my thoughts as I hastily gathered my belongings.

In just a week, I was scheduled to start a new job in Orlando, a four–hour drive from Miami. But before I could embark on that journey, I needed to confront the uncertain reality that awaited me a conversation with Rose.

The looming deadline of my new job only added to the sense of urgency, heightening the anxiety that had taken up residence in my chest. I knew I couldn’t escape the consequences of my actions forever; it was time to face it, I had to face Rose!

“Fuck!” I exclaimed, my mind racing with the implications. Considering Rose’s financial struggles, I knew I’d have to invite her to move in or nearby, and bear the expenses myself

The mere thought sent my stomach into a tailspin of anxiety. And then there was Karissa- the woman I loved, the one I’d hurt so deeply. It she found out, any chance I had of making amends and caring back her trust would go up in flames, causing her even more pain. I felt trapped in a never–ending cycle of consequences

My gaze fell upon the jewelry box, once a symbol of my

and commitment to Karissa. It was the very set she had admired when we were shopping together, and I had secretly purchased it, knowing it was her heart’s desire.

I had taken on extra work, fixing elevators in the emergency department, just to make sure I could afford it. But now, the box seemed to mock me, its beauty and significance twisted into a bitter reminder of thy failure. As I stared at it, tears stung my eyes, and I felt the weight of my regret. The box, once a token of my devotion, had become a painful reminder of what could never be, a constant burn in my eyes and my heart

Karissa’s birthday had passed just a few days ago. If only I hadn’t cheated, if only I had been true, we might have been together, celebrating another year of life, of love, of us. But instead, I was on the outside, a ghost from her past, haunting the memories we once shared

But then, Rose’s tear–stained face flashed before my eyes, and my grip on the suitcase faltered. It slipped from my grasp, thudding to the floor as I collapsed onto the edge of the bed, my head buried in my hands.

The intensity of my emotions crushed me, and I felt like I was drowning in a sea of regret. The image of Rose’s anguish, combined with the thought of Karissa’s shattered trust, was too much to bear. I sat there, immobilized by the consequences of my actions, as the suitcase lay abandoned at my feet, a symbol of the journey I was no longer sure I was ready to take.

In this moment of overwhelming uncertainty, I longed for guidance, for someone to share my burden. I yearned for my dad’s wise counsel, his steady presence that had always helped me navigate life’s challenges. But he was no longer here, and I was left to face my ruistakes alone.

I had always relied on others to steer me in the right direction, and now, without that support, I felt lost and spineless. The decisions for past and present hovered me, and I desperately wished for a map of direction to lead me out of this darkness.

On autopilot, I dialed Byron’s

number, and to my surprise, picked up. I had met Byron when he and the others visited for Karissa’s

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birthday. Now, as I struggled to come to terms with the chaos I had created, I clung to the hope that he could offer some guidance, some sense of direction Without thinking, I had reached out to him, and he was willing to listen.

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