Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 86

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“I know,” he admitted brokenly. “But the alcohol… It clouded my judgment. I lost control.” He shuddered, as if the memory itself was

physical blow

“You wouldn’t have stayed there any longer if you were truly faithful, Keith,” I spat, revulsion dripping from my words. “A real man, a man committed to his fiancée, would have walked away, sober or not.”

“I know, God, Karissa, I know,” he moaned, anguish etched on his face. “I’m dying inside, consumed by self–loathing. Every day, I’m tormented by the thought of what I’ve done to you. My mind is a chaotic mess, and all I can think about is you.” He whispered the words, his voice breaking as a solitary tear rolled down his cheek.

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My chest heaved with restrained anger as I composed myself, focusing on uncovering the truth. “You said you talked to Rose,” I began. “Did you go to meet her after thinking she was pregnant?” I asked, my eyes locked on his

“I did,” Keith admitted with regret and shame, his eyes cast downward in a gesture of guilt.

“Tell me, Keith, you’re trying to convince me that we can talk this out and overcome this, but would you even be here if Rose wanted something from you?” I asked, my tone biting. “Would you be pestering me for a chance if she was willing to take you back? Or would you still be with her, taking your mistake forward?” I pressed, my words cutting to the heart of his motivations.

“Your silence says it all,” I said, a bitter smile spreading across my face as I steered back, my eyes never leaving his. The weight of his hesitation hung in the air, a deafening confirmation of my worst fears,

“Doll,”

“Keith whispered yearningly with longing as he took a step closer. “I know I’ve disappointed and betrayed you in the worst possible way, but Rose is just a fantasy, someone I could never truly have. You’re my reality, my future.” He proclaimed, tears welling up in his eyes, but his words only fueled my disgust.

I felt a surge of revulsion at his twisted logic, as if betraying me with someone “unattainable” somehow justified his actions. His attempt to diminish his infidelity made my skin crawl.

“You’re sick in the head, Keith, I swear to God,” I exclaimed, throwing up my hands in exasperation. I paced back and forth, trying to calm the irritation raging inside me. “How can you rationalize cheating on me as some kind of impossible love scenario?” Ispun around, facing him. “Newsflash, Keith Rose isn’t the core of your delusions, your morally crumpled compass is.” My chest heaved as ! growled at him, the intensity of my triggered aggravation was almost unbearable.

“I’ll get you water,” Keith said with concern, as he swiftly turns to leave the room, eager to escape the tension and perhaps find a reprieve from my anger.

“I don’t fucking need water,” I growled, my scowl deepening. “Sit down and answer every question I ask, without interruption or excuses.” My announcement was flat, leaving no room for argument. Keith halted, his retreat thwarted, and slowly turned back to face

“We are done, Keith. Irreparably done,” I declared with utter ultimatum.

“No amount of mind spinning excuses, or your sickening justifications can repair what’s been broken. I’m only here for one reason: our child. That’s all that binds us now.” I emphasized, my words cutting through any lingering hope he may have held onto.

“Karissa, asking me questions will only lead to defenses, not truths,” Keith said with a desperate sincerity. He gently took my hands in his, his eyes locking onto mine, pleading for understanding “You deserve to know what was going through my mind, no matter how twisted it was. I want to explain, to make you see the depth of my mistakes, how utterly wrong I was.” His grip was tender, but his words were heavy with remorse.

“I’m not asking you to forgive me or even understand me fully,” he implored, his eyes holding mine. “I just want you to see it from my tucked up perspective, no matter how wrong it is. I know it’s a lot to ask, but I need you to grasp the depths of my self–deception.” His voice cracked, and I felt my chest tighten, my nerves on the edge.

“I’m exhausted, Doll,” Keith whispered, emotionally shattered. “So damn tired of carrying this weight. I just want to unload it all, no matter how ugly it is, and do whatever it takes to make amends.” Tears streamed down his face, his features contorted in anguish. For a moment, my resolve wavered, and the human in me softened, glimpsing the broken soul beneath his mistakes.

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1 paused, my anger and resentment momentarily suspended, of a woman who was betrayed and cheated on, I gazed at Keith with pity. Amidst the turmoil, I saw a broken man, dealing with loss: his father, his relationship with me, his own sense of self. The burdens of his mistakes bore down on him, and in that moment, I felt it too – the crushing exhaustion, the only difference mine was caused from the pain, his from the self disgust.

I nodded, and Keith’s face transformed, as if I’d granted him a reprieve. My agreement consisted of two reasons first I was extremely exhausted and had no energy whatsoever to keep arguing back and forth, two- I was willing to listen his messed up cheatology sol could slap the girl with truth, in me who loved him once.

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