“Hello Aunt Olivia,” Avey said, standing beside Melody. She looked at Olivia with respect but was hesitant, clearly wanting to say more but holding herself back.
Olivia glanced at Avey, taking in her appearance from head to toe. “Oh, you look beautiful, Avey. Happy birthday.” Her voice was polite, but Olivia’s eyes told a different story they were swollen, tired, and distant, reflecting the emotional weight she was carrying. It had been a long and painful realization of how she had failed as a mother to Lucian.
Avey smiled softly. “Thank you, Aunt Olivia,” she replied, but her attention drifted elsewhere. She was glancing past Olivia, clearly looking for someone, and it wasn’t difficult for Olivia to guess who.
Before Avey could ask, Olivia decided to address it head-on. “He’s not coming,” she said, her voice quiet but firm.
Avey froze. “What? Wh-what do you mean?” Those were the only words she could manage, her brain struggling to process what Olivia had just said.
“Aunt, you’re joking, right?” Avey’s voice trembled, her eyes widening with disbelief. It was impossible. Lucian had never missed her birthday in the past, always being the first to show up, sometimes even before her own family.
Olivia sighed, the weight of the situation pressing harder on her. “Look, girl… you’re like my own daughter, and I don’t know what’s happened between you two, but I saw him yesterday I saw defeat in him.” Olivia’s words were slow and deliberate, each one driving a nail into Avey’s heart. “I asked him if he was coming to your party.
He said no,he was talking about giving up well thats what he said I don’t know.”
“No… no… that’s impossible.” Avey staggered back a step, her hand flying to cover her mouth as if the words themselves were too painful to hear. Something inside her broke. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
for others coming on birthday party might be a small thing but for avey…lucian case was different the person who even get doctors over small headache
it seems just unbleivbele
Melody reached out to steady her daughter, her brow furrowing with concern. “Take it easy, girl. Maybe he’s just busy,” she offered, though her voice lacked conviction.
Avey stood in shock, her entire world collapsing. She had always been so sure of Lucian’s love, so confident that he would always be there no matter how many times she pushed him away. But now… Could it be true? The thought of Lucian giving up on her was like a punch to the gut. She couldn’t breathe.
Olivia watched the turmoil in Avey’s expression and continued. “From your reaction, I assume you don’t hate him as much as you’ve shown all these years, do you?”
“I… I never hated him. It’s just…” Avey stammered, her thoughts a chaotic mess. She couldn’t finish the sentence. Her mind was racing, trying to make sense of everything.
“You never hated him?” Olivia’s voice grew firmer, her eyes narrowing. “Then why do you keep hurting him, Avey? Why do you keep rejecting him?” Her voice softened as she continued, “He told me he’s giving up on you. After all these years, he finally said he can’t take the pain anymore. What did you do? Did you hurt him more than usual?”
Avey stood frozen, her body shaking, guilt and confusion wracking her. Giving up? The words made no sense. Lucian giving up was like the sun not rising unthinkable, unimaginable.
Tears welled in her eyes, and her voice trembled. “Did… did he really say that? Did he say he’s giving up on me?” Doubt clouded her face. How could Lucian ever give up? This was the same Lucian who had loved her for more than a decade, through every rejection, through every harsh word.
It didn’t seem real.
Even Olivia found it hard to believe. She had never seen her son broken like this before. “Yes, he did. I didn’t believe it myself. but He seemed tired and very exausted, like something had finally broken in him.”
The weight of those words crushed Avey’s heart. She took another step back, her mind buzzing. “No… no, that’s not possible.” She shook her head, as if denying it would somehow change the reality. “He would never give up on me. He loves me…
he always has.” Her voice was desperate now, clinging to the one thing she had always taken for granted.
“Avey,” Olivia said, her tone softer, “Lucian is human too and he is hurt. I don’t know exactly what happened between you two yesterday, but when I saw him last night… he was drunk, more drunk than I’ve ever seen him. And then I saw something that terrified me.” Olivia’s voice broke as she forced herself to say the next words. “He had blade marks on his wrists, Avey.”
The world stopped. Everything around Avey blurred as Olivia’s words sank in. “Blade marks… on his wrists…” Her voice was barely a whisper, and yet it echoed like a scream in her mind.
Blade marks. Those two words pierced her mind like a sharp knife. Olivia’s mention of Lucian’s wrists sent a fresh wave of terror crashing over her.
“No, no, no!” Avey gasped, her breath hitching as she stumbled back again, tears now streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. “He wouldn’t… he couldn’t… not again… I can’t lose him again.”
Her panic rose as the memories of her past life resurfaced Lucian’s tragic end, the heartbreak that followed, the overwhelming guilt that consumed her. She had come back in time to make things right, to stop this from happening again. But it felt like history was repeating itself, and she was powerless to stop it.
Avey’s sobbing intensified, her hands shaking uncontrollably. Blade marks. The image haunted her. She couldn’t let this happen again. She wouldn’t.
“No, no… he can’t… not again… I need to find him, I need to see him,” Avey muttered, her voice frantic as she tried to make sense of what was happening. “I can’t live without him. I just…
I need to talk to him, please!”
“No, no, no, no…” Avey’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. Not again. Memories of her past life flooded back the haunting image of Lucian’s lifeless body, the overwhelming guilt that had consumed her. She couldn’t let it happen again. She wouldn’t survive it this time.
“Avey!” Melody grabbed her daughter’s arm as Avey nearly collapsed, her legs giving out from the shock.
“I need to find him,” Avey mumbled, her voice frantic and barely coherent. “I need to see him… I need to stop him…” She was panicking now, her heart racing, her breath shallow and rapid. “He can’t do this, not again… I won’t let him…”
Olivia’s eyes softened, but she didn’t relent. “Then stop hurting him. Stop treating him like he doesn’t matter. If you really care, show him. He’s given you everything, Avey.”
Avey collapsed into her mother’s arms, her entire body shaking with grief and panic. “I didn’t mean to do this, I didn’t mean to hurt him!” she cried, her tears soaking Melody’s shoulder. “I was just so confused, I… I never thought he would actually leave me.”
and this never happened in last life why is this happening did something changed due to me coming back in time so many thoughts were going on in aveys mind
Olivia’s own eyes were wet as she looked at the young girl breaking down in front of her. She stepped closer and took Avey’s hands in hers. “Please, Avey. I’m begging you. Don’t hurt my boy anymore. He’s fragile right now, and I don’t know what he’ll do if you keep pushing him away.” Her voice was trembling, filled with the raw emotion of a mother who had failed her son.
“You don’t have to love him, but please… don’t destroy him. If you can’t be with him, then let him go gently. Don’t keep breaking him like this.”
Avey sobbed harder, the full weight of her actions crashing down on her. “I never meant to hurt him,” she cried, shaking her head in disbelief. “I didn’t know… I didn’t realize…”
Melody, who had been silent for most of the exchange, stepped forward and gently pulled Avey into her arms. “Sweetheart, you’ve always known how much Lucian loves you. But love can’t survive on rejection. If you really care about him, you need to be honest with yourself and with him. Don’t push him away anymore.”
Avey clung to her mother, her body trembling with guilt and sorrow. “I love him, Mom,” she whispered, the confession slipping out as her tears soaked Melody’s shoulder. “I love him, but I didn’t realize it until it was too late.”
Melody, who had been quiet, her eyes heavy with sadness, finally spoke up, her voice tender but firm. “Avey, sweetheart, you can’t keep playing with his heart like this. You’ve had years to figure out your feelings, and if you’ve realized you love him now, then you need to act on it. Don’t waste the chance you’ve been given. But don’t rush to him out of guilt.
Go to him because you truly want to be with him.”
Avey’s sobbing quieted, but her tears still flowed freely as she processed her mother’s words. She had spent so much time pushing Lucian away, afraid to confront her true feelings, afraid of the intensity of his love for her. But now, it was clear she couldn’t deny it any longer.
“I love him, Mom,” Avey whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “I love him, and I can’t lose him. Not again.”
Melody hugged her daughter tighter, her own tears threatening to fall. “Then don’t lose him, Avey. But you need to be honest with yourself and with him.”
Avey nodded, her mind racing with the desperate need to find Lucian, to fix what she had broken. She couldn’t let him go. Not now, not when she had finally realized just how much he meant to her. But beneath her panic, there was a new resolve building. She would make this right, no matter what it took.
“I need to find him,” Avey said again, this time with more certainty. “I need to tell him how I feel.”
but birthday party
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