The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess novel Chapter 156

Three weeks since everything went to hell, and I could barely remember how I’d made it through them. Work has swallowed me whole, meetings, reports, numbers, faces that I didn’t care to remember. All of that just blurred into one huge stretch of nothingness.

I hadn’t thought of him much. Or at least that’s what I try to tell myself.

But there would be silence between tasks, those rare moments where I could take a break, and my thoughts would wander and stray. I would find myself glancing at the clock, wondering what he was doing, if he had eaten, if he was getting enough sleep, if he still hated me, if the wounds I had inflicted on him were still fresh, if he regretted showing me that look of hurt that day.

And every time I thought of him, the gap in my chest would widen and I would grow more hollow.

I have lost him, and I have also lost Gianna. Just when I had her as my friend, I lost her. She took what happened that day personally, and it made me wonder, “Has she gone through something like that?”

But I couldn’t bring myself to ask her when she wouldn’t even look at me.

Lucia said keeping busy would help. Maybe she was right. I was still standing, wasn’t I? I was still breathing, still showing up. Even though… even though lately, doing those felt like a chore.

I thought I had hit rock bottom before; I thought I froze mid–step, my heel hovering over the marble floor as her words sank in.

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I could feel my pulse hammering under my skin. We were just talking about him a minute ago, so what was

this reaction?

“You’re shaking,” Gianna noted, her tone careful.

I was. I was really shaking. Why? What the fuck was happening?

a little lighter.

“You’re not ready to face him,” Gianna answered the unspoken question and my head got a

I turned to her slowly. “You think?”

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