Stars Fall Softly Upon Memories We Thought Were Gone by Milo Jasper Ray 7 Summary
In “Stars Fall Softly Upon Memories We Thought Were Gone,” Isabelle is initially set to leave but is stopped by a maid who informs her that she cannot depart until Mrs. Norkett regains consciousness. This news frustrates Isabelle, who feels trapped and decides to visit the hospital instead, bringing along a pot of soup in hopes of providing comfort to Brianna, the woman married to Matteo, the man Isabelle has feelings for. Upon her arrival, however, she is met with resistance from a bodyguard who refuses to let her see Brianna due to the delicate situation surrounding her health and the baby.
As Isabelle peers into the hospital room, she sees Brianna’s pale form and Matteo’s worried demeanor, which intensifies her emotional turmoil. When Matteo confronts her with irritation, she tries to express her apologies, but he remains defensive, insisting that she not cause any more distress. Just as tensions rise, Brianna unexpectedly calls for Isabelle to be let in, surprising Matteo and allowing Isabelle to enter the room. Despite her attempts to be gentle, the atmosphere is charged with unresolved conflict and emotions.
Inside, the conversation between Isabelle and Brianna takes a sharp turn as Brianna reveals her manipulative side, taunting Isabelle about past events and asserting her position as Matteo’s wife. The dialogue reveals deep-seated animosity and jealousy, with Brianna accusing Isabelle of disrupting their lives. Isabelle remains composed, but the confrontation escalates when Brianna, in a fit of rage, knocks over a cup of hot water, causing Isabelle to get burned. Matteo’s reaction to the situation further alienates Isabelle, as he dismisses her pain and shows concern only for Brianna.
Feeling the weight of Matteo’s indifference, Isabelle realizes the depth of his commitment to Brianna, leading to a crushing sense of despair. As she prepares to leave, she inadvertently drops her plane ticket, which a bodyguard finds. This moment heightens the tension, as Matteo’s suspicious reaction to the ticket underscores the precarious nature of Isabelle’s situation and her complicated feelings for Matteo and Brianna. The chapter concludes with Isabelle feeling hollow and defeated, caught in a web of emotional turmoil and unresolved relationships.
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**Stars Fall Softly Upon Memories We Thought Were Gone by Milo Jasper Ray**
The following day dawned, and Isabelle found herself poised to depart, her plane ticket clutched tightly in her hand. Just as she was about to step out, a maid blocked her path, her expression apologetic yet firm.
“Sorry, Ms. Darroch. Mr. Norkett instructed that you cannot leave until Mrs. Norkett regains consciousness,” the maid stated, her voice steady but sympathetic.
Isabelle felt a wave of frustration wash over her. With no alternatives presenting themselves, she reluctantly decided to make her way to the hospital. She had prepared a pot of soup earlier, hoping it might bring some comfort to Brianna during this difficult time.
Upon arriving at the hospital ward, her intentions were once again thwarted. Another bodyguard stepped forward, arms crossed, his demeanor unyielding.
“Sorry, Ms. Darroch. The situation with Mrs. Norkett’s baby was quite precarious, so we cannot allow you to disturb her again,” he said, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
Peering through the glass door of the ward, Isabelle caught a glimpse of Brianna, her complexion ghostly pale against the stark white sheets. Her heart ached at the sight. Matteo stood nearby, his eyes shadowed with worry, betraying the sleepless night he had endured.
Suddenly, a noise at the door drew Matteo’s attention. He frowned and stepped outside, his expression darkening further when he recognized Isabelle.
“What are you doing here?” he snapped, his voice laced with irritation.
Isabelle raised the thermos of soup, her voice softening. “I just wanted to apologize. I didn’t mean to intrude.”
Matteo’s patience was clearly wearing thin. “That’s enough, Isabelle. I won’t allow you to hurt Anna any further,” he said, his tone resolute.
Before he could elaborate, a faint voice drifted from inside the room, fragile yet commanding. “Is that Belle? Let her in.”
Matteo’s surprise was palpable, yet he had no choice but to step aside, allowing Isabelle to enter.
As she crossed the threshold, she steeled herself, striving to sound as gentle as possible. “I truly am sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things the other day, and I shouldn’t have barged into your lives like this.”
Reaching for the thermos lid, she felt a sudden grip on her wrist. Matteo’s voice cut through the air, sharp and accusatory. “What are you up to now?”
Brianna, in her weakened state, intervened softly. “I don’t believe Belle would intentionally hurt me. Besides, I’m actually feeling a bit hungry.”
She turned to Matteo with a hint of mischief in her eyes. “Honey, could you step out for a moment? I’d like to have a private conversation with Belle.”
Matteo hesitated but ultimately relented, stepping back reluctantly.
Isabelle felt a surge of conflicting emotions as she prepared to feed the woman who had taken her husband from her. She carefully ladled the soup into a spoon and brought it to Brianna’s lips.
Brianna savored the soup slowly, a sly smile creeping onto her face. “What if I pretended to have a stomachache right now? Do you think Matteo would believe you slipped something into this soup?”
Isabelle’s heart raced as Brianna continued, her voice dripping with malice. “Five years ago, I orchestrated those paparazzi photos that landed in your lap. I knew you’d react with anger, and look at you now—I was right.”
“Don’t you want to know what really happened that night?” Brianna pressed, her eyes glinting with challenge.
“It doesn’t matter anymore,” Isabelle replied, her voice steady, though her heart was pounding.
Taking the spoon back, she met Brianna’s gaze with a calm exterior. “I’m leaving. I genuinely hope you and Matteo have a long and happy life together.”
“Too late for that,” Brianna shot back, her smile evaporating. “You claim you shouldn’t have meddled in our lives, but here we are. You vanished for five years while I fought tooth and nail to become significant to him. And now that you’ve returned, he wants you back? Why is that? I am his wife! I’m meant to be the woman in this family!”
“He said it was just because of the friendship between our families…” Isabelle attempted to reason.
“Doesn’t matter what the reason is. It’s not happening!” Brianna’s voice rose, her emotions flaring dangerously. “I won’t let you near him, and I certainly won’t allow you to take him away just because of your eight-year relationship!”
In a fit of rage, Brianna swiped her hand across the bedside table, sending the water cup crashing to the floor. Hot water splashed onto Isabelle’s arm, the sudden sting causing her to gasp involuntarily.
Matteo, alerted by the sound, pushed the door open. His gaze immediately fell upon the burn on Isabelle’s arm, and concern flickered across his features.
Brianna, feigning innocence, spoke up, her tone laced with faux regret. “I didn’t remind Belle that the water cup was super hot in time…”
Matteo quickly turned to her, trying to soothe her frayed nerves. “It’s not your fault. Did you get burned?”
He barely glanced at Isabelle, his voice cold as he commanded, “Get out. Don’t try to act pitiful. Your pain means nothing to me.”
Isabelle clutched her arm, feeling the sting of his words cut deeper than the burn. She turned slowly, feeling the weight of his indifference settle heavily on her shoulders.
In that instant, she realized the depths of his care for Brianna, enough to accept such a clumsy excuse as a truth. All her hopes and hesitations crumbled in that moment, leaving her feeling hollow.
As she stepped outside, a sudden realization struck her—she hadn’t noticed that her plane ticket had slipped from her pocket and fallen to the ground.
A bodyguard, noticing the ticket, picked it up and called out, “Ms. Darroch, here’s your plane ticket.”
At that moment, Matteo turned sharply, his voice laced with suspicion. “What plane ticket?”
The air grew thick with tension as the implications of her departure loomed over them all.
Conclusion
In the fragile atmosphere of the hospital room, Isabelle’s emotional journey reached a poignant crossroads. The weight of Brianna’s words and Matteo’s indifference pressed heavily on her heart, forcing her to confront the painful reality of her place in their lives. Despite her intentions to reconcile and offer comfort, she found herself met with hostility and resentment, leaving her feeling more like an intruder than a friend. The revelation of her long-buried feelings for Matteo collided with the stark truth of Brianna’s fierce determination to hold onto her marriage, leaving Isabelle grappling with the bittersweet taste of longing and loss. As she turned to leave, the sting of his rejection echoed in her mind, a stark reminder that the love she once thought was hers had transformed into a distant memory.
With her plane ticket slipping through her fingers, Isabelle stood at the precipice of a decision that would alter the course of her life. The emotional turmoil within her simmered, caught between the desire to fight for a love that once burned brightly and the realization that some battles are better left unfought. The hospital’s sterile walls, once a place of hope, now felt like a cage of despair, and with each step away from Matteo and Brianna, she felt the remnants of her past slip further from her grasp. Yet, in that moment of departure, there was a flicker of resolve igniting within her. Isabelle understood that healing often requires letting go, and perhaps, just perhaps, the stars that had once guided her path were now beckoning her toward a new beginning—one where she could reclaim her identity and find solace in the memories that had shaped her.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the next chapter, readers can expect the tension to escalate as Isabelle grapples with the emotional turmoil of her situation. With Matteo’s piercing gaze fixed on her, the stakes are higher than ever. Will she be able to explain the significance of the plane ticket without revealing her deeper intentions? As the drama unfolds, Brianna’s manipulative nature will likely surface even more, forcing Isabelle to confront not just her past with Matteo, but also the lengths Brianna will go to protect her fragile world. The hospital room, once a place of healing, may soon become a battleground for love, jealousy, and betrayal.
Moreover, the chapter promises to delve into the complexities of relationships, as Isabelle faces the reality of her feelings for Matteo, juxtaposed against Brianna’s fierce determination to reclaim her place in his life. Readers will be left wondering whether Isabelle will find the strength to fight for what she believes is rightfully hers or if she will succumb to the shadows of her past. As secrets unravel and alliances shift, the narrative will keep you on the edge of your seat, eager to discover who will emerge victorious in this tangled web of love and rivalry.
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.
