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Chapter 72 Is this love?
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My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 170: Traffic and turns
Zayne POVI don’t remember the drive, the traffic, the turns. Not even how many times my phone buzzed in my pocket before I finally silenced it. All I know is, by the time I step into Isla’s apartment, my chest feels heavier than it did an hour ago.Because I have more now. More memories, more pieces. And somehow…that makes everything worse.The door is unlocked. I push it open slowly.“Isla?” My voice is low, careful. Like I don’t want to startle her.She’s in the living room, sitting on the couch. Phone still in her hand. But she’s not looking at it, she’s staring straight ahead. Like she’s been in the same position for a while, thinking. Or trying not to.Something in my chest tightens. Because I know that look, I’ve worn it myself too many times.“Hey,” I say.She turns her head slightly. Her eyes meet mine, and that’s when it hits me. She looks… drained. Like something inside her has been pulled too tight for too long.“You’re back,” she says quietly.I nod. “Yeah.”I close the d
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 169: Calling my best friend
Isla POVI don’t realize how much I’ve been holding in until my hands start shaking over something as simple as dialing a number. It shouldn’t feel this hard.Calling Sienna has never felt hard.She’s the one person I’ve always gone to without thinking—no rehearsing, no filtering, no pretending everything is fine when it’s not.But right now…right now it feels like if I say it out loud, it becomes real in a way I can’t undo. My thumb hovers over her name. Sienna, my Best friend, safe place. Home, in human form.I inhale slowly, then press call. It rings once, twice. Three times—“Isla?”Her voice comes through slightly distorted, but still warm, still familiar. Still hers.“You’re calling me this early? Don’t tell me you finally missed me.”A weak breath leaves me. God, I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear her until now.“Hey.”My voice sounds… off. Even to me. There’s a pause on the line. Sienna picks up on things quickly, always has.“…what’s wrong?”There’s no teasing now, no
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 168: One Point
Zayne POVI don’t leave the office.Not after Elena’s voice—sharp, furious, accusing—sounded through everything I thought I understood about that night. I should go home, I should call Isla. I should… do something normal.But nothing about this is normal anymore. So I stayed alone. Because if the memories are coming back, I don’t want to interrupt it. I don’t want to lose whatever thread I’ve finally managed to pull loose.The lights are dim now, the sun already slipping lower outside the glass walls. Time has passed. I just haven’t been paying attention to it. I’m sitting on the floor this time, against the couch. Tie loosened, sleeves rolled up. Like the position somehow makes it easier to breathe, and easier to think. It doesn’t.My head still feels heavy, tight even. Like something inside it is pressing outward, trying to break through. And I’m done resisting it, no more easing into it. No more waiting for it to come naturally.If the truth is buried in there, I’m dragging it out.
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 167: The report
Isla POVThe city feels louder today, or maybe it’s just me. I haven’t been able to focus on anything else since I left my mother’s house. Not the drive back, not the messages Zayne sent asking if I was okay. Not even the fact that my hands are still slightly shaking.Because her face, that one moment. That crack, that fear, it won’t leave me. She knows something, I don’t know what yet. But I felt it, and now I can’t ignore it. My phone buzzes in my hand, I look down immediately. Ethan. Finally.I answer before the second ring.“Tell me you have something.”“No hello?”“Ethan.”“Yeah, yeah. I have something.”My heart skips. “What is it?”“It’s not… straightforward.”“I don’t need straightforward. Anything, just tell me.”“I need you to listen carefully.”That serious time. It makes my chest tighten.“I’m listening.”There’s a pause on his end, like he’s deciding how to say it.“I found a report.”My grip tightens on the phone. “Okay. What kind of report?”“A police report.”The wo
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 166: The office
Zayne POVThe office is quiet. Not the kind of quiet that lets you think, the kind that forces you to. Every sound feels sharper because of it—the low hum of the air conditioning, the faint ticking of the clock on the wall, the muted city noise coming through the glass.I’m sitting behind my desk, but I haven’t touched anything. Not the files, or the laptop. Not even the phone that’s been lighting up every few minutes with messages I’m not reading. Because none of it matters right now.Not when my head feels like it’s splitting open. Not when something inside me is breaking, coming back. I lean back in the chair slowly, pressing my fingers against my temples. Breathe, just breathe. That’s what Pierce always says. Ground yourself, don’t force it. Let the mind protect itself.A bitter laugh almost leaves my throat. Protect, that’s what this is supposed to be? Because it doesn’t feel like protection, It feels like torture.Fragments, always fragments. Never enough to make sense of anyth
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 165: She was pregnant
Isla’s POVThe apartment is too quiet. Zayne is by the window when I walk back into the living room. He hasn’t moved much since I last saw him. Same posture, same tension in his shoulders.Like he’s been standing there, staring out at nothing, trying to force something inside his head to make sense.“Zayne.”He turns slightly at the sound of my voice, not fully. Just enough to acknowledge me.“Hey.”His voice is low, careful. Like he’s measuring every word now. I step closer, stopping just behind him.“Did you remember anything else?”The question sits between us. He doesn’t answer immediately. And that hesitation, that’s what makes my chest tighten. Because it means there’s something, something he doesn't want to say.Or doesn’t know how to.“Zayne.”He exhales slowly, then runs a hand through his hair.“I don’t know if it matters.”“Say it anyway.”Silence. Then:“Elena told me she was pregnant.”The words hit harder than anything I expected.“What?”My voice comes out sharper than
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 5 The stranger at the door
ZayneI hated rain. Always had. But tonight, as I pulled into Dustfield, I didn’t even notice the slick, wet streets or the faint drizzle settling on the windshield. I parked outside the house, hands tight on the wheel. My chest was a little tighter than usual, and I hated the faint pulse of relie
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 4 Back to Dustfield
Isla The drive to Dustfield was long and silent. Rain pelted the windshield, blurring streetlights into golden smears. My chest ached, and tears refused to stop. Every blink smeared them further, leaving streaks across my cheeks. My thoughts were a tangled mess of betrayal, fear, and curiosity. A
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 3: Alleyway guardian
Isla’s POVI slipped on a puddle and caught myself against the brick wall, rain slamming down so hard it blurred everything into streaks of neon and shadow. My glasses fogged over completely, turning the alley into a smeared mess of reflections. Every step splashed water up my calves, heels wobblin
My Bestfriend’s Brother Chapter 2 Through the lens
IslaI walked out of the corridor, adjusting my blazer with shaking fingers, trying to calm the burn still crawling up my neck. My lips still tingled. Silas had really— God, I couldn’t even think it without my stomach twisting. One more minute in that room and I might’ve forgotten where I was. He h
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