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Betrayal Between the vows
Last Updated : 2025-10-21
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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 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
Last Updated : 2025-10-18Betrayal Between the vows CHAPTER 55: I Remember Who We Are Now
Rain tapped gently against the window that morning. Not loud enough to distract, not heavy enough to demand notice just soft, steady, and patient, the way memories sometimes returned. Lucas sat on the floor with his legs crossed, surrounded by little piles of paper old receipts, grocery lists, letters folded and unfolded until the creases wore thin. His hands moved slowly, as if every scrap of paper had weight. Elias was behind him, stretched across the couch, a book open in his lap. He’d been “reading” the same page for half an hour. His eyes moved, but they weren’t absorbing anything. His thoughts were somewhere else just like Lucas’s. “You ever think about how we started?” Lucas asked. His voice wasn’t more than a murmur, but it filled the quiet space between them. Elias looked up, brows lifting slightly. “All the time.” Lucas held up a crumpled movie ticket, the ink faded but still legible. “This was the night you told me you liked my hands.” Elias’s mouth curved into a gri
Last Updated : 2025-10-13Betrayal Between the vows Chapter 54: We Still Have Time to Grow
The weather changed that week. The air turned warmer, like the city was slowly waking from something. Windows stayed open longer. The breeze felt softer. Even the floor in their apartment didn’t creak as much. Lucas stood on the balcony that morning, drinking cold tea from last night. Elias stepped out barefoot, still in his T-shirt from sleep. He looked at Lucas for a long second, then leaned on the rail beside him. “Feels different today,” Elias said. Lucas nodded. “It does.” “Like something’s shifting.” Lucas looked down at the street. “Maybe it’s us.” Elias glanced at him. “You scared?” Lucas thought about it, then said, “No. I’m just careful now. With joy. With peace. I don’t want to break them by holding too tight.” Elias bumped their shoulders together. “We won’t break this. Not if we keep growing.” They spent the afternoon cleaning the fridge. Lucas found an expired jar of olives. Elias found a note from Jesse stuck behind the ketchup bottle. It read: > If y’all
Last Updated : 2025-10-13
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