Stars Fall Softly Upon Memories We Thought Were Gone by Milo Jasper Ray 4 Summary
In “Stars Fall Softly Upon Memories We Thought Were Gone,” Isabelle is confronted by Matteo, who is filled with anger and disbelief upon learning about her return and the child she claims is his. The tension escalates as Matteo expresses his disdain for Isabelle, reminding her of the past when she left him at the altar five years ago. Isabelle, feeling the weight of Matteo’s distrust and mockery, struggles to maintain her composure as she reveals that the child is indeed his. This shocking revelation causes chaos, particularly affecting Brianna, who drops her cup in shock, highlighting the emotional turmoil surrounding the situation.
As Matteo shifts his focus to Brianna, his protective instincts kick in, and he momentarily forgets his anger towards Isabelle. He shows tenderness towards Brianna, contrasting sharply with his icy demeanor towards Isabelle. Brianna, sensing Isabelle’s desperation, defends her, which softens Matteo’s anger, leading him to carry Brianna upstairs, leaving Isabelle feeling isolated and judged. The maids gossip about Isabelle’s situation, questioning her sanity and motives, further intensifying her feelings of loneliness and despair.
Isabelle’s evening is marked by scrutiny from the maids, who inform her that Matteo will no longer dine with her due to concerns for Brianna and the unborn child. This news deepens Isabelle’s sense of alienation, and she struggles to cope with the fact that her presence is viewed as a threat. As she contemplates her situation, she clings to a time-travel ticket hidden under her pillow, whispering to Matteo that she will soon no longer be a burden. This moment reveals her desperation and the hope of escaping her current reality.
Later that night, Isabelle experiences excruciating pain, fearing for her child’s safety. The physical agony mirrors her emotional turmoil, and her desperate plea for help echoes in the silence, showcasing her vulnerability. As she crawls toward the living room, her struggle becomes a poignant symbol of her fight for both her and her child’s survival amidst the chaos of her past and present. The chapter ends on a tense note, leaving readers anxious about the fate of Isabelle and her baby.
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**TITLE: Stars Fall Softly Upon Memories We Thought Were Gone**
by Milo Jasper Ray
Isabelle found herself momentarily paralyzed by disbelief.
How could they even wager on the possibility of her being pregnant?
Before she could gather her thoughts to respond, Matteo intervened, seizing her wrist with a grip that felt both familiar and foreign.
“Isabelle, you really are something else,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain. “Five years ago, you fled from our wedding, and now you return with a child that belongs to another man. Are you seriously expecting me to take responsibility for that?”
His tone was frigid, and the mockery in his eyes cut deeper than she cared to admit.
“You act so oblivious, but did you genuinely believe I wouldn’t have moved on by now?”
“I don’t care what your motives are for coming back this time, but if you dare to threaten Brianna or the baby she’s carrying…”
Matteo’s voice trailed off, the darkness in his gaze intensifying.
“I won’t let you get away with it.”
Isabelle felt the weight of his distrust pressing down on her, and she struggled to keep the tears from spilling over.
“What if I told you that he’s your child?”
As those words tumbled from her lips, the cup in Brianna’s hand slipped free, shattering against the floor with a deafening crash. Brianna’s eyes widened, turning a shade of crimson as she turned to Matteo, a mixture of shock and fear etched across her face.
**Chapter 4**
Matteo swiftly released Isabelle’s wrist, his concern for Brianna propelling him forward in a flurry of motion. He knelt beside her, examining her for any signs of injury.
“Did you hurt yourself anywhere?” he asked, his voice laced with urgency.
When she shook her head, relief washed over him, and he scooped her into his arms with a tenderness that belied his earlier anger. The look he cast back at Isabelle was now an icy glare, devoid of warmth.
“Have you lost your mind? It’s been five years since we last crossed paths. How could you possibly think there could be a child between us? Or do you believe I’m that gullible? Listen carefully: if you ever try to mess with Brianna or me again, I won’t hold back.”
Brianna pressed her face into Matteo’s neck, her voice muffled but filled with conviction.
“Don’t blame Belle. I understand that she’s desperate, which is why she said all that. I believe you.”
At her words, Matteo’s expression softened, the warmth returning to his gaze as he held her close. Without a second thought, he turned and ascended the stairs, carrying Brianna as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
Isabelle stood rooted to the spot, a self-deprecating smile flickering on her lips, masking the storm of emotions raging within her.
The maids hurried over to clean up the shards of glass, their whispers weaving a tapestry of gossip around her.
“Can she really be out of her mind? Mr. and Mrs. Norkett have been married for years, and he’s never once spent a night away from home! No matter how busy he gets with work, he always returns for meals with Mrs. Norkett. How could he possibly have a child with someone else?”
“She must’ve watched too many soap operas or something! She got pregnant by some random guy and had the audacity to come here asking for money or whatever! Either she wants Mrs. Norkett’s life or she’s just after money.”
Neither Matteo nor Brianna made an appearance for dinner that evening. The maids formed a line, their eyes fixed on Isabelle as she ate, their expressions a mix of curiosity and judgment.
Noticing the questioning look on her face, one of the maids spoke up, “Mr. Norkett is concerned that Mrs. Norkett might become upset if she sees you. So starting today, he won’t be joining you for meals anymore.”
“Additionally, to ensure that you don’t pose any threat to Mrs. Norkett or her baby, all food sent upstairs will be inspected by the family doctor. We’ll need to keep a watchful eye on everything you do.”
Isabelle pressed her fingertips into her palm, the sensation grounding her amidst the turmoil. Her throat felt parched, constricted as if a vice were tightening around it.
After what felt like an eternity, she managed to finish her meal under their scrutinizing gaze. Once she retreated to her room, she pulled out the time-travel plane ticket she had hidden beneath her pillow.
“Matteo,” she whispered into the stillness of the room, “don’t worry. In just six days, I won’t be a bother to you anymore.”
In the dead of night, a sudden and excruciating stomachache seized Isabelle, the pain escalating with each passing moment.
Panic washed over her as she thought of her baby’s safety. Biting down on her lip to stifle a cry, she rolled off the bed, her body protesting with every movement as she tried to crawl toward the living room.
Each painstaking movement felt as if her insides were being torn apart.
“Help… please save my baby…” Her feeble plea sliced through the suffocating silence of the night, echoing like a desperate prayer.
**Chapter 5**
Conclusion
As the echoes of Isabelle’s desperate plea faded into the night, the weight of her past collided with the harsh reality of her present. The revelation of her child, intertwined with the memories of her abandonment, hung heavily in the air, suffocating her with regret and longing. Matteo’s cold disdain had cut her deeply, yet it was Brianna’s unwavering belief in her that sparked a flicker of hope amidst the despair. Despite the chaos surrounding her, Isabelle found herself at a crossroads, torn between the life she had chosen and the one she had left behind. With the time-travel plane ticket tucked away, her imminent departure loomed like a shadow, promising escape yet threatening to sever the fragile connection she had begun to forge.
In the stillness of her room, as pain surged through her, Isabelle’s thoughts spiraled into a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty. The prospect of losing her child intensified her resolve, forcing her to confront the choices that had led her to this moment. She had come back seeking redemption, but instead, she found herself ensnared in a web of judgment and mistrust. As she crawled toward the living room, her mind raced with visions of the future—one where she could reclaim her narrative and embrace the love she had once abandoned. In that moment of vulnerability, Isabelle understood that her journey was far from over; it was merely the beginning of a fight for her child’s future and her own place in a world that had once turned its back on her.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the upcoming chapter, readers can expect the tension to escalate as Isabelle’s desperate plea for help reverberates through the walls of the Norkett household. Will anyone hear her cries in the dead of night, or will her anguish remain unanswered? As she grapples with the physical pain and the emotional turmoil of her situation, the stakes will rise for both her and her unborn child. With Matteo still reeling from the shocking revelation of Isabelle’s return, the question looms: how will he react if he learns of her plight? Will his protective instincts for Brianna override his anger towards Isabelle, or will he remain oblivious to the gravity of the situation?
Moreover, the dynamics between the characters are set to shift dramatically. Brianna, who has shown a glimmer of understanding towards Isabelle, may find herself caught in a web of conflicting loyalties as the truth unfolds. Will she stand by Matteo’s side, or will she feel compelled to confront the reality of Isabelle’s claims? With the maids continuing to whisper and speculate, the atmosphere is thick with intrigue and suspicion. As the clock ticks down to Isabelle’s planned departure in six days, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, wondering if she will find the strength to fight for her child or if fate will intervene in ways she never anticipated.
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.
