"It's your own funeral," Aziel says with a cold voice. "You're the pathetic fool in all of this. A puppet Sebastian plays in whatever way he wants. I know one day you'll realize your mistake, but don't come begging for me to take you back."
I don't look at Aziel as he leaves. Even though Daddy sent him away, it doesn't mean he'll still choose me after this.
When Daddy takes a single step back, away from me, my heart shatters. I don't think it will ever be whole again.
And I don't think I'll survive this.
Chapter thirty-eight
Ezrah
My head is spinning.
It feels like my whole world is falling apart, and I can't do anything to stop it.
To find out that Aziel didn't cheat, that Sebastian is the one who orchestrated this lie, is like a knife edged into a wound that barely healed. I wish I could deny it. I wish I could say Aziel is wrong, but one look at my boy, the guilty look, and it's enough for me to know the truth.
Sebastian is staring at the ground, not meeting my gaze.
The night I found Aziel's phone with the cheating evidence filters through my mind. All the anger, the pain, the betrayal, the fucking ruins that become my life… it's all too much.
I take another step back.
Sebastian looks at me with a pleading look, but I shake my head.
"I need time." That's all I say before I turn away and storm out of the club.
I don't miss the defeat and pain in my boy's eyes, but if I don't go now, I'll explode and say things I may regret later.
I need to be on my own.
I need to think.
I don't even know how I got back to my apartment. Everything is a haze, and I'm not seeing anything before me.
I grab a bottle of whiskey and start drinking from the bottle.
The darkest moment of my life is all I see. Aziel is on his knees begging me to believe him. Pleading with me not to leave. Promising he never cheated, that he would never do this to me because I'm the love of his life.
All I felt back then was gut-wrenching pain because there was evidence of his cheating, yet he still denied it.
I left.
I left the man I loved.
The man who didn't cheat at all.
I take a big swig of the whiskey.
I was a wreck after I left and filed for divorce. Aziel tried everything in his power to reach me. He spoke with our mutual friends, bombarded my phone with messages till I blocked him, and tried to come at my work, which resulted in me resigning.
I was drowning.
And yet, I wasn't alone in that darkness, pain, and anger.
Sebastian came to me and took the reins, taking care of me, listening to me talk about his brother. What did he think while he listened to me talking about the betrayal he orchestrated? What did he feel watching me break again and again because of his lie?
Why the fuck did he leave me alone if all he wanted was me?
