Chapter 1658Thalassa and Lysander’s tangled love story began three years ago, and to this day, it remained
unresolved, leaving her heart bruised and battered.
NôvelDrama.Org owns this.Countless nights saw Thalassa sobbing into her pillow, nursing her wounds alone in the darkness of
her room. With each breakdown, she found a way to heal, only to crumble all over again, each cycle
leaving her heart more exhausted than before. This time, she nearly lost herself entirely after
drowning her sorrows in too much wine, saved only by a twist of fate.
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In that moment of liberation, Thalassa found a sudden peace within her heart. Lysander was
marrying Rosalind. Let him. She realized there was no need to mourn a love that was never hers to
keep. Calmness became her new creed. Why torment herself over something beyond her control?
Hertha had her own epiphany. She admitted she had been too blinded by love, or rather, infatuation
with Alaric’s charm. She had thrown caution to the wind, resulting in two beautiful children she didn’t
regret. But now, knowing that Alaric and Georgia were meant to be, Hertha understood that dwelling
on Alaric’s sweet nothings was just self-torment. When she faced danger, it was her own strength
that saved her. Hertha embraced the lesson that a woman must never depend on anyone but
herself for her salvation.
“Nolan, you’re done! Come with us to the station!” The police officers dragged the burly man out of
the motel room. As he was led away, the burly man shot a menacing glance back at Thalassa and
Hertha, his eyes filled with unfulfilled malice and a hint of a threat, as if to say, “I’ll be back for you.”
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He regretted letting Hertha escape. He had thought the isolated location would ensure his deeds
remained undiscovered until it was too late. But luck was on Hertha’s side when she stumbled upon
a police patrol that stormed the room just in time. The burly man’s overconfidence in his knowledge
of the area was his downfall. He had underestimated Hertha’s luck.The threatening look from the burly man made Thalassa and Hertha’s hearts skip a beat, fear
momentarily gripping them. But then he was gone, taken away by the law. Leaning on each other
for support, Thalassa and Hertha left the motel behind and returned to Star Harbor Villa.
Thalassa found some clothes for Hertha, suggesting, “Take a hot shower, relax.”
“And you? You should shower too,” Hertha responded with concern.
“I’ll use the other bathroom,” Thalassa said.
After washing away the scent of alcohol and the grime of a long night, they felt their tension ebb
away. Exhausted, they shared a bed, drawing courage from each other’s presence, hoping the
nightmares would stay away. They slept till noon, a deep, dreamless sleep that left them both
feeling refreshed.
The moment Thalassa opened her eyes to the sunlight filtering through the curtains, she shielded
her eyes and felt an unprecedented sense of relief wash over her. A smile played on her lips as she
realized that some burdens, once let go, lose their power to hurt.
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