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Chapter 15
The Walkers‘ collapse came faster than anyone had expected.
News outlets reported debt defaults, lawsuits, and mass layoffs. Walker Corporation, once a name spoken with pride, had become a punchline.
At the Smith mansion, the boardroom was unusually lively. Crescent Group had just secured a deal that Walker Corporation had desperately needed.
“Sophia,” one of the executives said with a laugh, “with this acquisition, Crescent Group will surpass them completely.”
I nodded calmly. “It was inevitable.”
But a strange heaviness tugged at me.
In my past life, I had been standing in that collapsing house with them, clinging to hope as Ethan
promised over and over that things would be fine.
This time, I had chosen differently.
And now, watching the same family drown without me–it felt almost surreal.
That night, as I left the office, a figure staggered toward me in the shadows outside.
Ethan.
He was thinner, haggard, his sharp suit hanging loosely on his frame. His once–arrogant gaze was
dimmed, hollow.
“Sophia.” His voice broke when he said my name, like the words themselves were painful. “I was
wrong. I should never have let you go. You were the only one who truly…”
He trailed off, choking.
I stood still, the night wind biting cold against my skin.
In another lifetime, those words would have undone me. I would have rushed into his arms, forgiving everything, believing we could start again.
But not now.
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“You’re too late,” I said softly.
His face twisted in pain. “If I begged… if I gave up everything I have left… would you even consider forgiving me?”
“No.”
The word hung in the air, final and sharp as shattered glass.
His shoulders slumped, his entire body seeming to collapse under the weight of it.
When Adrian’s car pulled up, Ethan flinched at the sight of him stepping out, calm and steady as
ever.
Adrian’s eyes swept over him, dismissive, as if he were barely worth noticing. He opened the door
for me, his voice gentle. “Let’s go home.”
I stepped into the car without looking back.
The past was buried.
