Until The Last Day Novel

Chapter 25 288 Vouchers Chapter 25 Lorenzo's POV Half of Aria's face swelled instantly. The blood from her temple and the handprint from my slap merged into one dark smear. In that moment she understood completely: I was gone. Past reason. Past talk. Her pupils shook. And then survival kicked in. She suddenly twisted her body, elbows sharp, nails clawing at my wrist. She shrieked like an animal and forced her way out of my grip. "Lorenzo-LET GO OF ME!" Her scream echoed inside the enclosed car. Her fist slammed my chest. Her knee slammed my ribs. My breath staggered. "Claire killed herself!

She killed herself!" she screamed hysterically. "Why should I die for a woman I've only met a few times?!" Her hair stuck to her blood streaked cheek. Her voice splintered with terror. "She died because she COULD NOT GET OVER IT! Not because of me!" She panted, chest heaving. Her voice sharpened into steel. "I only told her the TRUTH. If it wasn't for me, Claire would've lived the rest of her life fooled by YOU. You cheated. You lied. You played 0.00% Chapter 25 18 288 Vouchers perfect husband like a saint. I HELPED her finally see her life was a lie!" Her words exploded in my skull.

"Shut up." "No!" she screamed even louder. "A woman who can't walk, who lost EVERYTHING for you and you still betrayed her, is there ANYTHING sadder than that?! I saved her from a life WORSE than death!" My hand loosened. Aria saw it. She saw the break inside me. And she struck even harder- verbally- like a knife pressing a wound deeper "You think I killed her?!" she hissed. "You're the REAL killer. Claire didn't know me. I was NOTHING to her. The one she loved- trusted- lived nineteen years with- was YOU." She jabbed her finger into my chest, blood dripping down her chin.

"You pushed her into hell. Not me. Her voice sliced through every layer of denial left. "You neglected her. You mocked her. You cheated. YOU broke her. YOU killed her." I stared at her, frozen. She smirked cold. "And what did she do? She broke her leg for a man like you. She DIED 21.86% 11 55 Chapter 25 288 Vouchers for a man like you. How stupid could she be? What BAD LUCK to fall in love with a traitor. A joke. BOTH OF YOU are a joke." Her cruel laugh burned my ears. "You seduced me- and now suddenly want to play grieving widower?

Want to drag me to die with you so you can wash your sins clean?" she spat. "You're not a man. You are a COWARD." Silence punctured the air between us. Then she leaned forward and delivered her final stab. "If you really want to avenge Claire- then go jump off the cliff yourself. Chase her. Beg her for forgiveness in death." And for a moment- Aria looked relieved. As if finally unloading her own weight. Finally spilling every poison she held. She shoved me hard. I slammed against the driver seat, weak, mind fractured.

She smashed her palm against the lock button- doors clicked open- and she flung herself out of the car. She ran. The cold night swallowed her into utter darkness. She ran until her lungs tore, until she reached the forgotten edge of the abandoned mountain road- dead end. 48.53% 1156 ond Chapter 25 1 288 Vouchers She turned back, panting. And headlights appeared behind her. Arial froze. Real terror drowned her face. - She realized I wasn't getting out of the car. I was accelerating. "Lorenzo-STOP-STOP!" she screamed, backing up until she hit the guard rail.

"WAIT - WAIT!" But the headlights grew brighter. Closer. To survive- Aria hurled herself sideways off the road- into the thicket of the mountain forest. Her body slammed rocks. Bone cracked with a sickening snap. She screamed so loud it split the silent night. Her leg was broken. But she lived. And I-I didn't stop. The car barreled forward off the cliff. Metal scraped guard rail. Tires lifted. Gravity pulled everything downward in one clean, final direction. The air swallowed the sound. Then-a violent crash. An explosion ruptured the night.

Flames shot upward, so bright the mountain lit up like day. Aria lay twisted at the forest edge, blood smeared across her cheek, breathing in shallow, violent bursts. She stared at the fire in disbelief. At the burning metal. At the orange inferno below. Lorenzo Moretti chose to die, to join Claire. 11 56 Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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