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Betrayal Between the vows
Last Updated : 2025-11-03
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some years ago Elias Ward was declared dead in a plane crash. There were no survivors, no body, just the wreckage and a thousand unanswered questions. Lucas grieved. He let go the only way he knew how: by breaking quietly every single day. Elias came back. Alive. Different. Wealthier than ever. And with no memory of Lucas, or the vows they once made. Now they’re strangers with history stitched between them, trying to make sense of the pieces. But something doesn’t add up. The crash, the silence, the secrets. Elias starts to remember bits flashes of headlights, a chase, a crash that wasn’t in the sky at all. And the closer they get to the truth, the more dangerous everything becomes. Someone didn’t just want Elias gone. They wanted him forgotten. But Lucas never forgot. He stayed. He waited. And now, standing face to face with the man who used to be his husband, he’ll risk everything to find out what really happened.
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Chapter One: Ghosts Don’t Knock Twice
The knock came late.
Three quick knocks, a pause, then one more. Strange rhythm. Not random. It felt... familiar. Lucas was in the kitchen, drying a mug. He just stood there, towel in hand, heart thudding. That knock he hadn’t heard it in a long, long time. Years. He didn’t move right away. Just listened. Rain tapped softly against the window. The kind of night where everything feels heavier. Then he walked toward the door. Slowly. Floor creaked beneath his bare feet. Every step made his chest feel tighter. Could’ve been anything, right? A neighbor. Someone lost. Delivery gone wrong. He opened the door. And froze. Elias. Alive. Standing there. Wet from the rain, coat clinging to him, eyes searching. Lucas didn’t say anything. Couldn’t. His mind wasn’t catching up. “Lucas,” Elias said, voice low. Careful. Lucas stared. Soaked hair, thinner face, but it was him. Still him. The man he’d lost. The man they’d said was dead. Plane crash. No survivors. No body. Just an empty grave and a lot of grief. “This isn’t real,” Lucas whispered. “You died. I buried you.” Elias shook his head, slow. “I don’t remember any of that. But they told me... you’re my husband.” The words hit like a punch to the gut. Lucas let out a weird laugh bitter, sharp. “Are you hearing yourself?” “I didn’t know who else to go to,” Elias said. Lucas stepped out into the rain without thinking. Water soaked through his shirt in seconds. His hands were trembling. “You’ve been gone for three years. You show up with nothing? No call, no letter?” “I’m not trying to hurt you.” Lucas looked at him, jaw tight. “Bit late.” Elias lowered his gaze. “I woke up in Zurich. Hospital. Doctors said I was in an accident. My passport had my name. My lawyers looked into it. They found you. Found... us.” Lucas couldn’t even breathe for a second. “You were alive,” he said, barely a whisper. “And you didn’t come home.” “I didn’t know I had one,” Elias said, quiet. Lucas backed up a step, grabbing the doorframe. “God, I can’t believe this.” “I’m not here to fight.” “Then why are you here?” Elias took a breath. “My family trust. There's a clause. If I’m not married or mentally stable by the end of the year, my brother gets everything.” Lucas stared at him. “So this is about money.” “It’s not,” Elias said. “It’s about control. I don’t trust him. I need help.” Lucas shook his head. “You can’t just say ‘help’ and expect me to play along. You don’t even remember me.” “I don’t,” Elias admitted. “But when I saw you just now… something hurt. In here.” He pressed his hand against his chest. “I don’t know why. But it did.” Lucas looked at him. Those eyes were the same but they didn’t know him anymore. “I can’t do this,” Lucas said, almost a whisper. “Just... think about it,” Elias said. Then he turned and walked off into the dark, disappearing like he was never there. Lucas stood there for a while. Rain dripping from his hair, his shirt clinging to him. He couldn’t move. Later, he sat on the bed in silence. Reached into his nightstand, pulled out an old photo their wedding day. The two of them smiling like idiots. So happy. Lucas stared at Elias’s face in the picture. “I waited for you,” he whispered. A drop maybe a tear, maybe just water landed on the photo. The ink bled. Morning came, gray and slow. Jesse walked in like always, no knock. Tossed a coffee at Lucas without saying anything. “Saw your light on at 4 a.m.,” he said. “You didn’t sleep.” Lucas didn’t answer. Jesse sat beside him. “What’s going on?” Lucas swallowed. “He’s back.” Jesse blinked. “Who?” “El... Elias.” Jesse stared at him like he’d lost it. “Come on. Don’t say that.” “I’m not joking,” Lucas said. “It’s him. Same face. Same voice. But no memory.” Jesse leaned back. “Holy shit.” “He wants me to pretend we’re still married,” Lucas said. “For the trust?” “Yeah.” Jesse just stared. “That’s messed up.” “I told him no,” Lucas said. “Good.” Lucas stared into his coffee. “But I think I’m gonna say yes.” Jesse turned. “What?” Lucas met his eyes, voice barely holding. “If there’s even a small chance I could get him back... I have to try.” Jesse shook his head slowly. “Or he breaks your heart all over again.” Lucas gave a sad smile. “It’s already broken.”Latest chapter
Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 61: I Don’t Need Loud to Feel Loved
Lucas woke before Elias. Not because of a nightmare. Not because of noise. Just naturally peacefully. He stayed still for a while, eyes half-open, letting the quiet breathe around him. Elias was asleep beside him, one arm sprawled across the blanket, his chest rising and falling in an even rhythm. There was something softer about the way Elias slept these days. Less restless. Less guarded. As if his body had finally learned to trust rest again. Lucas smiled faintly to himself. He didn’t move. Didn’t want to disturb him. Sometimes love meant letting the silence last. Elias finally stirred close to nine. By then, Lucas had already made toast, sliced strawberries, and poured tea. The radio played faintly in the background, soft static and a jazz tune drifting lazily across the room. Elias walked in, rubbing sleep from his eyes. “You’re up early.” “Habit,” Lucas said, setting down the butter knife. “I like mornings now.” Elias smiled. “Because they have me in them?” Lucas lo
Last Updated : 2025-11-03Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 60: Nothing Feels Borrowed Anymore
The morning came slow. Lucas made toast. Elias made tea. Neither said much, but the silence didn’t feel stretched or broken. Just quiet. Like two people learning how to exist in the same rhythm again. Lucas sat by the window with his plate, legs curled up under him. Elias watched him for a while before speaking. “You seem settled today,” Elias said. Lucas nodded. “I think I am.” “What’s different?” Lucas looked up. “I don’t feel like I’m holding my breath anymore.” They ran errands together dry cleaner, corner store, a stop at the post office. Elias carried the heavy bag. Lucas gave directions even when they weren’t needed. It was simple, domestic. Nothing dramatic. But something about it felt new. Elias paused outside the post office, holding the receipt in one hand. “You know,” he said, “I used to feel like a guest in my own life.” Lucas turned to him. “And now?” Elias took a slow breath. “Now I feel like I’m allowed to stay.” Lucas smiled. “You are.” Back at th
Last Updated : 2025-11-03Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 59: It Was Never Just About Forgiveness
The power returned just before sunrise. One soft click, and the fridge began to hum again. Lights blinked back on. The heater coughed awake. Lucas stirred in bed, eyes still closed. Elias lay beside him, already awake, watching the ceiling like it had something to say. “You feel that?” Lucas mumbled. Elias nodded. “Everything turned back on.” Lucas shifted under the blanket. “I liked the quiet, though.” “Me too,” Elias whispered. “We needed it.” Lucas opened his eyes slowly. “You think we’re different now?” Elias looked over at him. “No. I think we’re more honest now.” Lucas smiled softly. “Honest’s a good start.” Later, Lucas was folding laundry when he found one of Elias’s old sweaters. The blue one. The one Lucas used to steal just to sleep in when Elias traveled. He held it up, turning it in his hands. “You were always too small for that one,” Elias said, entering the room with two mugs. Lucas smirked. “Didn’t stop me.” “You looked like a kid in it.” Lucas shrugg
Last Updated : 2025-10-21Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 58: You Make the Silence Feel Safe
The power went out just after six. One soft click like a breath being held and then everything fell quiet. The fridge stopped humming. The lightbulbs blinked once, gave up. Even the old radio on the shelf faded mid-song, its final note swallowed by the dark. Lucas blinked into the dimming room, eyes adjusting to the half-light. “Did we pay the bill?” he asked. From the hallway, Elias’s voice floated back. “Probably. But the whole street’s dark.” Lucas walked to the window, peeking between the blinds. Elias was right every apartment up and down the block had gone black, except for the flicker of candles in a few windows, and the far-off thrum of backup generators breaking the silence. “Well,” Lucas said, letting the blinds fall shut, “guess the universe wants us to slow down even more.” Elias came into the living room, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed. His smirk caught the faint glow of the streetlight outside. “We already move like we’re living in some slow i
Last Updated : 2025-10-21Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 57: Love That Doesn’t Rush
Lucas woke to a sound he hadn’t heard in years Elias humming in the kitchen. It wasn’t a song with words. Just a gentle tune, something that seemed to spill out without thought, like it had always lived in his chest. Lucas stayed still in bed for a moment, letting it fill the quiet. The air felt calm. Like nothing needed fixing. Like love, if given the space, could simply stay. Elias was frying eggs when Lucas shuffled in, hair a mess and eyes half-shut. “You’re up early,” Lucas muttered, rubbing his face. “You slept through two alarms,” Elias replied, smirking as he flipped the pan. Lucas yawned. “Maybe my body finally trusts this place again.” Elias slid a plate across the counter. “Then let’s feed that trust.” Lucas squinted at him. “You’re strangely poetic for a man who’s burned more toast than anyone I’ve ever met.” Elias lifted the bread triumphantly. “Didn’t burn it this time. Look at me personal growth.” Lucas chuckled, taking a seat. “Small wins.” They ate quiet
Last Updated : 2025-10-18Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 56: When the Walls Remember
The rain had stopped by morning, but the air still carried it damp, clean, the smell of wet pavement rising through the cracked-open window. Lucas woke first. He lay there listening to Elias’s breathing, the steady rhythm of it, like proof that he was really still here. He shifted carefully, sliding out of bed without waking him. In the kitchen, Lucas started coffee, the familiar hiss and drip grounding him. He leaned against the counter, mug in hand, trying to memorize the moment. Elias was in his apartment, in his bed, and the world hadn’t collapsed yet. “Don’t drink it all without me,” a voice said behind him. Lucas turned. Elias stood in the doorway, hair messy, shirt wrinkled, eyes half-lidded with sleep. Lucas smirked. “You look like you fought a storm.” Elias rubbed his eyes. “I did. In my head.” Lucas poured him a mug. “Did you win?” “Not sure,” Elias said, taking it. “Ask me after the caffeine.” They sat at the little kitchen table. Neither spoke much at first. They
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