Chapter 38

In Chapter 38 of “Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth,” the tension between Gemma and Cassian reaches a boiling point. After a heated argument, Cassian coldly tells Gemma to get out of the car, leaving her to confront the reality of their fractured relationship. As she steps out, the physical pain from her injured ankle mirrors the emotional turmoil she feels, highlighting the depth of their estrangement. The night envelops her, amplifying her loneliness as she watches Cassian drive away, leaving her in a cloud of acrid memories.
Cassian, on the other hand, grapples with his own feelings of irritation and concern after abandoning Gemma. Despite his initial relief at creating distance, he is haunted by the image of her vulnerable state. This inner conflict leads him to dispatch his security team to ensure her safety, showcasing a flicker of care beneath his hardened exterior. However, when he returns home, he finds himself overwhelmed by reminders of her presence, particularly her white fuzzy slippers, which he orders to be removed in a fit of anger. This act symbolizes his desire to erase her from his life, yet he is acutely aware that such actions will not mend their fractured bond.
As Cassian immerses himself in work to distract from his emotions, he reflects on the profound emptiness left by Gemma’s absence. The silence in his home feels unbearable, contrasting sharply with the chaos of their recent interactions. He realizes that he has come to depend on her presence, despite the frustrations she often caused him. This revelation of loneliness is new for him and signifies a deep emotional shift, as he acknowledges the void she has left behind.
Amidst the turmoil, Cassian considers reaching out to Reyna, a friend who could provide solace, but hesitates due to the implications it might have for his already strained relationship with Gemma. His thoughts drift to the absurdity of her suspicions regarding his feelings for Reyna, which he dismisses yet recognizes could further complicate their already fragile situation. The chapter culminates in Cassian’s internal struggle as he confronts the reality of his feelings, realizing that he might care more about Gemma than he initially believed, even as he grapples with the complexities of their tumultuous marriage.
**Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth by Eli Dane Crest**
**Chapter 38**
**Gemma**
“Fine,” he utters, his voice as cold as the night air. “Then get out.”
A wave of discomfort washes over me as I swallow hard, realizing the quiet, simmering fury that I’ve stirred within him.
Over the years, I’ve certainly pushed him to the brink where his voice would rise, echoing off the walls with anger. But this? This chilling whisper is something entirely new, and it unsettles me more than I care to admit.
With my heart pounding, I step out of the car, wincing as I put weight on my injured ankle. Each movement feels like a reminder of how far we’ve fallen.
Cassian slams the door shut behind me with a finality that resonates in the stillness of the night. I watch as he slides into the passenger seat, his expression unreadable, before he accelerates away from the curb, leaving me in a cloud of burnt rubber and my own swirling thoughts.
I stand alone, the night wrapping around me like a heavy blanket, my shoes dangling from my fingers. The air is thick with the scent of his departure, a bitter reminder of the distance that now stretches between us.
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**Cassian**
**11:23**
I have to give credit where it’s due; my wife possesses a unique talent for pushing my buttons.
In my mind, I had envisioned that kicking her out of the car and speeding off would bring me some relief, a moment of peace. Instead, a gnawing sense of irritation takes root within me. The image of her standing there, vulnerable and alone, gnaws at my conscience.
What if something happens to her?
I grip the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turn a ghostly white, the tension coursing through me. In a moment of impulse, I make a call. Within seconds, I dispatch a couple of my security team to Zina’s place. They can at least ensure she makes it back safely, even if I can’t be there myself.
With that thought lingering in my mind, I drive home.
As I step through the front door, the first thing that catches my eye is the ridiculous pair of white fuzzy slippers Gemma used to wear around the house. They sit innocently next to the entrance, a remnant of her presence, where she would leave them behind before slipping into her shoes.
“Get rid of those!” I bark at one of the servants, my voice sharp and commanding.
I don’t care how terrified he looks as he scrambles to obey, taking the offending slippers out of my sight.
If she wants to be out of my life, then so be it. I’ll clear out every trace of her existence.
But deep down, a voice whispers in my mind, a nagging reminder: It won’t bring her back. It won’t make her miss you more. All it will do is breed hatred.
The urge to shatter something, anything, rises within me like a tide. I wrestle with it, forcing it back down.
Breaking things won’t solve anything. Unless, of course, it involves breaking Jace’s face.
Sure, she might not harbor romantic feelings for him, but I saw the way he looked at her, the way he held her.
If he dares to touch her again, I swear I’ll end him. No hesitation.
Frustrated by the events of the evening, I storm into my home office and sink into the chair at my desk. Liam has sent over more intel regarding the sabotage of the plane. We’re scraping the bottom of the barrel, and I feel the pressure mounting.
It’s as if the person behind this is a ghost—slipping in and out of existence, leaving no trace behind.
I lose myself in a flurry of calls and leads, but the distraction isn’t enough.
When I finally pull my gaze away from the computer screen, I’m struck by the overwhelming absence of Gemma.
For a fleeting moment, I consider reaching out to Reyna. She’s been a steadfast friend, someone who understands the intricacies of leadership in our world better than most.
At least her voice would break this suffocating silence.
But as I pull out my phone, my hand hovers over her number, hesitation creeping in. I lock the phone and slide it back into my pocket, resisting the urge to call.
Gemma believes I’m having an affair with Reyna. The notion is so absurd that I didn’t even bother to address it initially.
**11:24**
The way things are unfolding, perhaps I should have.
I recall the scathing words Gemma’s petite friend hissed at me during the banquet, and I feel like a hypocrite.
It would undoubtedly upset Gemma if she knew I was reaching out to Reyna for anything beyond business.
So… maybe I’ll hold off.
I glance around the empty office once more.
Gemma used to annoy me with her incessant questions and her habit of sneaking in with a glass of water or a plate of food. But now, in her absence, the silence feels deafening.
I’ve never experienced this sensation before, this emptiness that gnaws at my insides.
Even during my solitary days, I found comfort in this space. I never needed anyone to fill it.
Then she waltzed into my life, captivating me, invading my thoughts, and now… it’s as if a part of me is missing.
**11:24**
For the first time, I recognize this feeling that grips me when she’s not around.
Loneliness.
I shut my eyes, clenching my jaw as the realization settles in.
If this entire ordeal is merely a ploy to capture my attention, it’s working better than anything she’s ever attempted before.
A bitter laugh escapes me, devoid of humor.
Do I genuinely care if Gemma is with another man?
I was thrust into this marriage against my will. Aside from my obligations to my grandfather, I should feel indifferent if it crumbles.
And if she gets caught betraying me… perhaps that would be the key to freeing myself from this farcical relationship without incurring my grandfather’s wrath.
As the night deepens, both Gemma and Cassian find themselves ensnared in the throes of their own tumultuous emotions, the chasm between them widening with each passing moment. Gemma stands in the darkness, clutching her shoes, the weight of their confrontation pressing down on her like a storm cloud. The pain of Cassian’s cold dismissal stings more than her injured ankle; it is a reminder of the love they once shared, now fractured and distant. She grapples with the reality of their situation, the memories of laughter and warmth overshadowed by the chilling silence that now envelops her. The night air feels heavy, a stark contrast to the lightness that once filled their lives together, leaving her to wonder if this is truly the end or merely a painful chapter in their ongoing story.
Meanwhile, Cassian, alone in his office, confronts the stark truth of his own heart. The anger that once fueled his actions dissipates into a profound sense of loss, revealing the vulnerability he had long buried beneath layers of pride and duty. As he reflects on the emptiness that Gemma’s absence has left, he realizes that their tumultuous relationship is not merely a source of frustration but a vital part of his existence. The thought of her with another man ignites a possessive fire within him, forcing him to confront feelings he had tried to suppress. In that moment, he understands that their love, though fraught with conflict, is intertwined with his identity. The realization that he cannot simply erase her from his life dawns on him; instead, he must confront the truth of his feelings and the possibility of reconciliation, even if it means stepping back into the very vulnerability he fears.
**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
As the tension between Gemma and Cassian escalates, readers can anticipate a deeper exploration of their complicated relationship in the next chapter. With Cassian grappling with the weight of his emotions and the gnawing loneliness that accompanies Gemma’s absence, the narrative promises to delve into the internal struggles of both characters. Will Cassian’s anger give way to regret, or will he double down on his resolve to erase Gemma from his life? The stakes are high, and the emotional turmoil is palpable, setting the stage for a confrontation that could redefine their marriage.
Moreover, as Cassian’s jealousy flares up regarding Jace, the impending clash between the two men looms ominously on the horizon. Will Cassian confront Jace about his intentions toward Gemma, or will he allow his insecurities to fester in silence? The chapter is poised to unravel the complexities of trust, loyalty, and the lengths one might go to protect what they hold dear. With the threat of external sabotage still looming, the intertwining plots promise to keep readers on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the next twist in this emotionally charged saga.
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