Goodbye, Saintess. Novel

The Unseen Kingdom That Followed Me Into Every Dream by Alyndra Meron Valeen 27 Summary Sebastian tries to keep his distance from his soon-to-be ex-wife, Hera, as she repeatedly leans in toward him. When she stumbles, he gently steadies her arm, which surprises her since she never expected such detachment from the man who once catered to her every whim. Hera thanks him quietly but makes no further attempt to get closer, instead leading him to her office where she unlocks a hidden door revealing a private bedroom.

Sebastian refuses to enter, unwilling to confront the space she kept secret from him all these years. When Sebastian decides to leave, Hera is shocked and insists he stay the night, a request that confuses him because it contradicts her usual cold treatment during their marriage. Hera raises her voice, accusing him of coming only because she forced him with a fake fire emergency. Sebastian bluntly calls out her manipulation, and Hera's demeanor shifts back to the distant, superior tone he endured for five years.

She demands he knows what she means by asking him to stay, but he refuses, asserting that the man who once worshiped her is gone. Their tense exchange escalates as Hera angrily questions what Sebastian wants from her and whether he expects her to beg for his presence. Sebastian sarcastically replies that she is an untouchable saintess and he is just a mortal beneath her, a dynamic she has always enforced. Hera grows furious, accusing him of jealousy and pettiness, unable to understand the root of his feelings.

The chapter ends on a note of bitter conflict, highlighting the deep emotional rift and unresolved tension between them. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Now , keeping some distance from my soon - to - be ex - wife felt like the wiser choice . Hera kept leaning in , but I stepped aside again . Eventually , I could no longer watch her stumble . Like Morgan had done earlier , I reached out and offered a light , symbolic touch to steady her arm . " Careful . " My quiet warning made her pause .

Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief , as if she could not grasp that the man who had once catered to her every whim - the man who had spent five years warming himself on the cold shoulder of her indifference - could be this distant . " Thanks . " Her voice sounded oddly deflated . She made no attempt to get closer again , turning instead to walk ahead . We entered her office . She moved with practiced ease , pulling a key from a drawer and unlocking a hidden door beside the bookshelf . It revealed a small private bedroom . I stopped in my tracks . There was no way I would step inside .

I did not want to see the room she had hidden from me all these years , nor imagine who or what might have been there . Her private space no longer involved me . " Sebastian , where are you going ? " she asked , turning when she noticed I had not followed . " I brought you back safely . I'm leaving now . " My voice remained calm . Her reaction was anything but calm . Disbelief snapped across her face , and her voice cracked . " What do you mean ? You're not staying with me tonight ? " Now it was my turn to feel confused . " You want me to stay ? " This was not the Hera I married .

She had always treated my presence like a burden , barely tolerating me as if I intruded on her pristine life - except for one day each month , her designated day for intimacy . The day she would grant me a sliver of warmth . That was it . " You have to stay , " she insisted , suddenly raising her voice . " Why else did you even come tonight ? " " You faked a fire emergency and forced me here , " I said flatly . The moment those words left my mouth, something inside her snapped .

Her brows tightened , and her once - soft voice sharpened , returning to the lofty tone I endured for five long years . " Sebastian , don't play dumb . You know exactly what I meant when I asked you to stay . " " Of course I know . And the answer is no . " We were both adults . After five years of marriage , nothing needed to be spelled out . She had already crossed a line I never thought she would consider . But so what ? Just because she made the first move now , was I supposed to fall to my knees and thank her ? No , Hera . The man who used to worship you was long gone . " Good night .

" With that quiet farewell , I turned toward the door . Behind me , her voice cracked into fury . " Enough , Sebastian ! What do you even want from me ? What else do you expect me to do ? You want me , a woman , to beg you for this ? " A goddess begging a mortal ? I never imagined it . " Of course not , " I said , glancing over my shoulder . " You're the untouchable Saintess . I'm just a man , far too low to reach you . " 1/2 It was a simple truth - one she had spent five years hammering into me . Mortals did not get to ask anything of gods . That was blasphemy .

And now , that same imbalance was driving her mad . " Stop using that sarcastic tone to make me sick ! " she demanded . " You know damn well I didn't mean it that way , " I retorted . " Sebastian , don't think I can't see what this is really about . You're jealous , aren't you ? When will it end ? I don't even understand what you're jealous of ! You're so damn petty ! " she yelled . Comments Support Share Conclusion The tension between Sebastian and Hera reaches a poignant climax, revealing the deep wounds and unspoken resentments that have festered over their years together.

Sebastian's refusal to be drawn back into the cold embrace of a marriage defined by distance and indifference marks a turning point in his emotional journey. Hera's sudden vulnerability, mixed with anger and confusion, exposes the fragile façade she has maintained, hinting at the complexity of their shared pain and the impossibility of reclaiming what once was. In this charged moment, the chapter delicately explores themes of power, pride, and the painful dissolution of love.

She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland's breathtaking cold.