Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2560

The two of them walked slowly, making their way to the end of the alley where the last traces of sunlight were swallowed by the coming night. Dusk settled in, wrapping the world in a quiet hush.

Eugene stopped, his handsome features shadowed and more serious in the dim light. “Sylvia, I’ve always thought my grandfather and my parents lived such empty lives. No matter how successful they made the family business, how impressive our name became, I’ve never admired them. Not once.”

“Ever since I moved out with my grandmother, I’ve longed for a home that felt warm—a place filled with real love.”

“You’re the same, aren’t you?”

“Maybe that’s why I just can’t let you go. I can’t give up on you. We could build that kind of home together, start fresh, create a new life.”

“Your past doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’re willing to move forward, that you haven’t lost hope or faith in life. Believe in yourself—you’re still capable of loving, and you can trust me. I promise I’ll make the rest of your life happy.”

“It’s like that night we sang together. Adapting to something new isn’t as hard as it seems.”

Sylvia looked at Eugene’s earnest eyes, something deep inside her trembling.

For so much of her life, she’d felt powerless. Was she really going to let the rest of her days be the same?

When Gabriel told her to leave, he said she should start over—fall in love, get married, have a normal life. She hadn’t listened. Only now did she finally understand what he meant.

He wanted her to let go, to cut ties with everything from her first twenty years.

He always said she was stubborn, and she’d bristled at that. But looking back, he was right—she’d always been fighting.

The first time she fought her fate was at the Citadel auction, when she’d grabbed hold of his sleeve. The second was at seventeen, when she’d climbed into his bed. The third was when she refused to accept his rejection and doggedly followed him, no matter what.

Maybe there was a fourth time. And just like before, she’d failed.

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