After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted
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Chapter 213

Leo stared at her, his jaw clenched, fighting a battle of his own.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke, his voice low and filled with unspoken pain.

"This is her home. I'll take care of her."

I could feel the desperation in his words. He knew that if he let me go now, he might lose me forever.

He wasn't ready for that-maybe he never would be.

hira's eyes flashed with anger.

"Her home? You dare say this is her home? You kicked her out, Leo, You hurt her more than anyone else ever could. And now, if you try to stop me from taking her away, I won't hesitate to kill you right here."

Leo growled, his voice thick with rage and pain.

"What's the difference between you taking her away and killing me now? Without her, I'm as good as dead."

I couldn't stay silent any longer. My voice broke through the rising storm.

"Let us go." I could barely hold back my own tears, but I needed to say this, needed him to understand. "If you let me leave with the baby now, there's still a chance. There's still a possibility for us in the future. But if you force me to stay, there will be no hope. You'll lose me completely."

For a moment, his face was filled with disbelief.

""You're... threatening me?" His voice was laced with disbelief and shock.

I let out a bitter laugh, even as tears streamed down my face.

"Do you feel pain? Do you think you're the only one who's hurting? I'm in agony, Leo. I've been in agony for so long, and I've carried it alone."

I reached out my hand, palm open.

Resting on it were two small, white pills.

The sight of them made Leo's eyes widen in horror.

He understood what I was implying. I was prepared to end it all.

If he didn't let me go now, I would choose to end my own life rather than stay in this cycle of torment.

His face turned pale, and for the first time, I saw true fear in his eyes.

"Elizabeth, no..." he whispered, his voice shaking.

For a long, painful moment, we just stared at each other.

His world was crumbling, and I could see him struggling, trying to piece together a way to fix this.

But it was too late for that.

"I'll give you this one chance," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Let us go, and maybe, just maybe, we can replace a way back to each other someday. But if you keep me here, it will destroy us both."

He looked broken. His chest rose and fell heavily, and I could see the torment in his eyes.

But he nodded, finally, defeated.

"Fine," he said, his voice hoarse. "I'll let you go... for now." His gaze dropped to the floor. "But I'll come for you. I won't stop. Not for the rest of my life Abo Regretted

Chapter 213

Even as be said those words, I knew this was the end.

Whatever thread of hope we had left was too fragile, too frayed to hold us together.

Leo made one last request, his voice barely steady.

"Let me take care of you until you're well enough to leave. I want to help... just for a few more days."

I shook my head. "No. It's better if I go now."

His expression hardened, but the sadness in his eyes remained.

"Then... let me drive you one last time. Please."

time, I couldn't refuse.

There was something final in his plea, something that felt like closure.

I nodded, and for a moment, the weight on his shoulders seemed to lift, if only a little.

I let out a shaky breath, looking at my mother with tear-filled eyes.

She squeezed my hand gently, offering a silent promise of protection, of love.

And with that, I knew that I was leaving the past behind-leaving Leo behind..

The soft tapping of rain echoed against the limousine's windows, matching the delicate melody of the solo piano piece playing inside the car.

It was a quiet, melancholy tune-its beauty stark against the dreary backdrop of the downpour outside.

The silence between us hung heavily in the air, a reflection of the countless unsaid words and the emotions neither of us dared to express.

I can hear that it's Monologue's tune.

A few years ago, I wrote this song in the silver moon.

It is about separation, about deep longing and reluctance, like the lovers' reluctant dialogue before parting.

The long rhythm pushes melancholy and reluctance to the extreme.

Lo once told me that Monologue were his favourite musicians.

Perhaps, it was time to tell him the truth.

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