Chapter 15
Breaking Point
Author POV
The weight of the accusations hung heavy in the air. The argument had left Nadaline emotionally shattered, slumped on the living room floor. She took a shuddering breath, sniffing back tears as she wiped her face. With trembling hands, she smoothed her hair, gathered her belongings, and stood up.
She paused briefly in front of Ava’s door, hearing the faint sound of sobbing from within. A deep sigh escaped her—part guilt, part exhaustion. Retreating to her own room, she sat on the edge of the bed and dialed the one person who could distract her from the pain.
“Babe,” Nadaline whispered when he picked up.
“Babe? What’s wrong with your voice?” Dalton’s tone was instantly guarded and worried.
“Can you satisfy me?” she asked bluntly, already reaching
