All Chapters of A Chance At Forever: Chasing His Divorced Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CHARLOTTEMy vision blurred as I struggled to open my eyes. The weight of the world seemed to rest on my shoulders, and my body ached terribly. I blinked in confusion and exhaled slowly before looking around. Gradually, my vision cleared, and I looked at the window. It was still shut, preventing me from seeing outside. I yearned to reach for the blinds and open them, but my body had a different plan. It wanted to stay right where it was. My joints ached at the slightest movement, and I decided to stay put for a while. In my seated position, I remembered Maria and chuckled, imagining her reaction if she could see me now.She’d alternate between worried and distraught, but at least I wouldn’t feel as lonely as I did, sitting in this apartment under such bizarre circumstances. I tried to focus on other things, but I didn’t have the luxury of having different experiences. Everything that had happened up until now had led to this point, so it was all I had to think about. I sighed, realizi

CHARLOTTEStepping into the bathtub and feeling the cold water on my skin wasn’t as refreshing as I’d hoped, but at least it got the job done. I was thankful for that. My head still throbbed a little, and my stomach occasionally growled, but I felt much better than when I first opened my eyes. I wanted to keep my promise of waiting for Thiago, so I spent less time in the tub than I would have liked. I could tell he was worried from how quickly his tone changed when he heard me emptying my guts, and that propelled me to prove that there was nothing to worry about.I walked out of the bathroom and headed for the wardrobe. I had finally found the will to move my boxes from the living room and put them in there. I wasn’t sure if my decision to stay here was wise given the circumstances, but it felt silly to leave them in the same position for so long.One thing I was sure I wasn’t going to do was unpack—not tonight, at least. The outcome of this... meeting? Date? “Whatever it is,” I mutte

CHARLOTTEThe moments that followed from the minute we alighted from the car throughout the entire conversation aligned with the sound of the waves beating against the sand and seemed like a slow-burn movie that stirred mixed feelings within me. As we walked towards the beach, I was happy that it was empty. I hadn’t thought about it earlier, but I realized that if I had a choice in the matter, I’d want to be here alone, like the last time. But since I was here with Thiago, it felt like I was with more than enough people.However, it was empty for a different reason: it had been closed up. I overheard the guard telling Thiago that something had happened and that they had to restrict access to the beach. They weren’t letting cars through the entrance nor wanted people on the beach, but a few seconds later, a smile had morphed on the chief security officer’s face, and I could tell he had heard enough about the Mooze family to make an exception. I remembered the incident and laughed.“Wha

CHARLOTTEWe arrived at the gates a few minutes later. The guards took one look at the license plate, and the gate swung open in seconds. As the car slowed to a halt in front of the entrance, Thiago offered to help me carry the bags up to the penthouse.“I can handle it,” I said, shaking my head. “It’s just food, and we aren’t trudging up a hill this time. I’m taking the elevator. And you need to get home and catch some sleep. You look exhausted.”“I feel exhausted, but in a good way. Thank you for agreeing to do this,” he said, smiling wistfully. “I might be gone for a few days, weeks even, depending on the situation,” he added, turning off the ignition.“The situation?” I asked, confused.“Before I came over this morning, I received a call from the office. They are investigating the incident at The Hilton, and the culprit is a relentless menace. He has his eyes set on my family’s fortune, and they feel like I need to lay low for a few days. That’s why I came over today; I wasn’t sur

CHARLOTTEI looked around the room and sighed in relief as the confusion cleared. I could tell I wasn’t dreaming anymore by the rate at which my heart pounded against my chest. I tried to steady my breath and looked around. The lights were off, and the atmosphere felt tense. I was almost certain this was another dream, but I inhaled and chuckled. I was at the apartment, recognizable by the smell of roses in the air, which I could almost taste.If anything could drag me to the present, it was the symbol of the Mooze family. Being awake suddenly made me happy; I would take dealing with my current reality over being stuck in the nightmares formed by memories of the past. If I had to endure another dream where I thought I was awake but was stuck battling the memories I tried to bury deep inside my mind, I wasn’t sure how I’d react. I moved my arm and almost knocked over the bottle of wine I had opened earlier.I caught it before it hit the ground and placed it back on the table, beside th