Chapter 101
In Chapter 101 of “Dreams Folding Into Broken Time,” the protagonist grapples with the painful reality that Dean is still marrying Chloe, her sister. The revelation strikes her with a deep emotional impact, as she feels betrayed and blindsided by the unspoken agreement that exists between them. As she struggles to contain her emotions, she puts on a facade of calmness, but internally, she is overwhelmed by a sense of loss and confusion about her relationship with Dean.
The tension escalates when Roman enters the scene, casually revealing that he had warned her about Dean’s true intentions. His smug demeanor and the way he dismisses her feelings only intensify her pain. Roman’s comments about Dean’s obsession with Chloe shatter her hopes, leaving her to question the authenticity of her past moments with Dean. The realization that everything she believed may have been a lie leaves her feeling hollow and desperate for clarity.
As Roman pushes her to prepare for the wedding, his possessive attitude becomes evident. He reveals his desire for the wedding to proceed, not out of support for her sister, but because he wants to claim her for himself afterward. This revelation ignites a mixture of anger and confusion within her, as she grapples with the conflicting emotions of betrayal, desire, and the weight of her sister’s impending marriage.
The chapter culminates in a confrontation filled with tension, as Roman gives her a stark ultimatum to prepare for the wedding. His commanding presence and the implications of his words leave her feeling trapped, as she faces the daunting reality of her sister’s wedding while wrestling with her own tumultuous emotions. The chapter ends on a cliffhanger, leaving the reader anticipating her next move amidst the chaos of her heart and the expectations of those around her.
**TITLE: Dreams Folding Into Broken Time p>
**by Serene L. Arden p>
**Chapter 101 p>
I interrupted her abruptly, my voice a jagged edge. “Dean is still marrying Chloe?” The words escaped my lips, trembling and raw, as if each syllable was a shard of glass.
“Of course he is. Why wouldn’t he? Is something wrong?” she replied, her tone innocent, yet it struck me with the force of a dagger. She was blissfully unaware of the tangled web of betrayal, deceit, and the unspoken agreement that existed between Dean, Chloe, and me.
I pressed a trembling hand to my mouth, fighting against the surge of emotion that threatened to break free. A sob clawed its way up my throat, desperate to escape, but somehow I summoned the strength to craft a brittle smile. “You’re right. I’m just… rambling. I’ll be there in a few minutes. Thanks, Lizzie p>
Before she could respond, I slammed the door shut behind me, leaning against it as if it were my only anchor in a storm. My chest heaved violently, my lungs feeling as if they were ablaze, as though I had just sprinted a marathon. I exhaled a shuddering breath that left me feeling both light-headed and hollow.
“He’s still going through with the wedding,” I murmured to the empty space around me, clutching my chest as if I could physically hold the pain at bay. “Is he out of his mind? Obsessed? Under some kind of spell? What in the world is happening p>
“Well, damn. Hate to say this, but p>
I jumped at the unexpected voice, spinning around to find Roman standing there, a towel draped casually around his hips, droplets of water clinging to his skin and tousled hair. His dark eyes sparkled with a mix of pity and a smug satisfaction that made my blood boil.
“…I told you so p>
His words sliced through the air like a razor, inflicting a fresh wound on my already shattered heart.
He sauntered across the room with an unsettling nonchalance, as if he hadn’t just obliterated the fragile remnants of my hopes. “Dean would accept anything as long as she’s the one offering it. Didn’t I warn you about that p>
I felt an overwhelming urge to scream, to claw at the truth until it bared itself before me in all its grotesque clarity. Instead, I tugged at my hair in frustration, jagged breaths escaping my lips. “How can he be so foolish p>
Roman didn’t flinch at my outburst; it was as if he had grown accustomed to my emotional eruptions. “He’s in love. Besides…” He picked up his phone from the bedside table, scrolling through it as if we were merely discussing the weather. “He told me at the rehearsal dinner that he only got close to you to get closer to blondie. It’s like he’s been programmed to love her, no matter what she does p>
The room tilted dangerously, my knees feeling weak beneath me. A knot twisted in my stomach so tightly that I feared I might be sick.
Everything. Everything that had existed between Dean and me… had it all been a lie? The joyful moments, the tearful ones, the passionate exchanges—were they all just a facade?
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**Chapter 101 p>
So when I cried, when I pleaded, when I poured pieces of my soul into him that I could never reclaim, his gaze had always been fixed on her. Chloe. My sister.
A bitter laugh bubbled up in my throat, a hysterical sound that lodged there, choking me, never able to escape.
“Sav,” Roman’s voice cut through the tumult in my mind, a sharp reminder of reality. “You need to get ready. You’re her maid of honor p>
I whipped my head around to face him, anger flaring like a wildfire. “Whose side are you on, Roman? You’re supposed to be on my side. Why do you even want this wedding to happen? What do you care?” My voice cracked, the shrillness of it grating against my own ears.
His gaze locked onto mine, unwavering and intense. “Yes, I want the wedding to happen. And do you want to know why?” He stepped closer, his presence enveloping me, heavy and suffocating. “Because once this farce is over, you can finally stop pining after that weasel. And I can have you. All to myself. Is that enough of an answer for you p>
The air between us thickened, pulsing with unspoken tension, heavy with implications.
I was rendered speechless, my thoughts swirling in a chaotic storm. His words echoed within me, dangerous and possessive, like a chain tightening around my heart.
Roman leaned in, his expression darkening. “Now…” His voice dropped to a low, commanding growl. “I’m giving you sixty seconds to walk into that bathroom and prepare for your sister’s wedding p>
I swallowed hard, the weight of his stare pressing down on me, a challenge laced with a promise of consequences.
“…Or else p>
In the aftermath of shattered dreams and unspoken truths, I stood at the precipice of my own heartache, grappling with the realization that the love I had cherished was merely a mirage. Dean’s betrayal felt like an anchor dragging me into depths I never wished to explore, while the impending wedding loomed like a dark cloud, casting shadows over the remnants of my hope. Each breath I took was laced with the bitter taste of despair, yet beneath the anguish lay a flicker of determination. The weight of my sister’s impending nuptials, coupled with the piercing revelation of Dean’s true affections, ignited a fire within me—a desperate need to reclaim my narrative and confront the painful truths that had been buried beneath layers of denial.
As Roman’s ultimatum hung in the air, I felt the tension between us shift, morphing from one of despair to a complex blend of anger and resolve. His possessive words stirred something deep within, awakening a part of me that had long been dormant. I could no longer remain a passive observer in this twisted tale of love and betrayal; I had to step into the light, no matter how blinding it might be. The choice lay before me: to succumb to the pain or to rise, fiercely and unapologetically, ready to embrace the uncertain path ahead. With my heart pounding in my chest, I took a deep breath, ready to face the chaos of the day, knowing that even in broken time, I could find the strength to forge a new beginning.
In the next chapter of “Dreams Folding Into Broken Time,” readers can expect a tumultuous clash of emotions as Sav confronts the reality of her sister’s upcoming wedding. With the weight of betrayal looming over her, Sav must grapple with the painful truth that Dean’s affections may have always been a ruse, a cruel twist of fate that leaves her questioning everything she thought she knew. The tension between her and Roman escalates, setting the stage for a confrontation that promises to reveal deeper layers of their complex relationship. Will Sav succumb to the pressure of her role as maid of honor, or will she find the strength to defy the expectations set before her?
As the wedding day approaches, the atmosphere thickens with anticipation and unresolved feelings. Sav’s internal struggle will be palpable as she navigates the delicate balance between familial loyalty and her own shattered heart. With Roman’s possessive intentions hanging in the air, readers will be left wondering if Sav will take a stand against the tide of heartbreak or if she will allow herself to be swept away by the chaos of the day. The stakes are higher than ever, and the choices she makes could alter the course of her life forever. Prepare for a chapter filled with raw emotion, unexpected revelations, and a climax that will leave readers breathless.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.