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The space between breaths
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Brotherzoned The space between breaths
Isla’s POVA few minutes passed. Then a few more.Time in hospitals didn’t move the way it did everywhere else. It stretched. It stalled. It looped back on itself until seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like punishment.I was staring at the same little crack in the tile across from me when a shadow fell over my shoes.I looked up sharply. Rico stood there.I hadn’t heard him approach. That alone sent a small jolt through me—my nerves were so frayed I was jumping at silhouettes now. He looked the same as he had when he left: jacket still on, jaw tight, eyes alert, like he’d never fully left whatever battlefield lived in his head.“What now?” I asked quietly.My voice sounded smaller than I wanted it to.Rico slid into the chair beside me, elbows resting on his knees. “We need to inform Aurora and Ronan.”The words landed heavy.I swallowed, my fingers curling into the fabric of my dress. “Do we?” I asked. “Is that… is that what Zayne would want?”Rico didn’t answer immediately
Brotherzoned Blood and breath
Isla’s POVThe hospital loomed ahead, its harsh lights slicing through my face. My chest heaved with each step as I ran, the keys to Rico’s car still clutched in one hand. I burst through the sliding doors of the emergency entrance, breath rattling in my chest. Nurses and orderlies rushed past me in a blur of white coats and sneakers. Monitors beeped urgently somewhere ahead. The scent of antiseptic was sharp, almost choking me, but I didn’t stop. Not for a second.“Where is he? Zayne—he was shot on his arm!” My voice cracked as I skidded toward the front desk.A young nurse replied to me. “Ma’am—please calm down—he’s in trauma. We can’t just—”“I don’t care about protocol!” I snapped, forcing my panic into every word. “Which room? Who’s taking care of him?”She swallowed, visibly intimidated by the raw panic in my tone. “He was taken to OR 3. Doctors said they were prepping him for surgery. It’s—uh—emergency level, but they’ve stabilized him for now.”I didn’t wait, I spun and raced
Brotherzoned Is she out of her damn mind?
Isla’s POVWhen I turned fully, breath trembling to see she was on a call, she ended the call with a swipe of her thumb. Her eyes were already on me—steady, composed, almost too still.She mouthed slowly, concern flickering through her face:Are you okay? You look pale…I plastered the quickest smile I could manage. It felt wrong on my face, stretched thin like it would crack with the slightest pressure. My throat closed the second I looked back at the corridor—empty. Moments ago, they carried him—dragged him, Zayne—bleeding, unconscious, towards the inner corridor.And now—Nothing. Silence. A hollow corridor swallowing every echo.Isabella’s heels clicked closer. “What are you looking at?” she asked, glancing inside the corridor. “Did something happen?”For a second, guilt stabbed my chest. She didn’t know. No one inside the hall knew. The entire wedding hall could possibly be soundproofed—the screaming, the shots, even my own voice tearing out Zayne’s name outside… all of it had be
Brotherzoned Triggered to do the worst
BANG.The gun fired. Zayne jerked violently backward, the force spinning him half-around, his grip on me tearing away as he stumbled. Pain cracked across his face—real, sharp, uncontrolled.“ZAYNE!” I screamed again, sprinting toward him.His hand clutched his shoulder, blood seeping between his fingers, his dark shirt quickly became saturated with blood. He staggered, knees buckling—And I caught him before he hit the ground.“Stay with me,” I whispered, voice trembling.His breath left him in a sharp groan. “Fuck—Isla—get down—”But another burst of gunfire erupted, too close, too loud. We dove behind a walkway pillar just as bullets ripped through the vines overhead.My heart felt like it was breaking through my chest. Zayne’s body was heavy against mine, warm, trembling, and wounded.I pressed my hand over his. “It’s okay, it’s okay—just stay with me—”His eyes snapped to mine, wild with pain and something else. Fear. But not for himself.“For once,” he hissed through clenched tee
Brotherzoned The gun aimed at us
Isla’s POVAurora’s warning kept replaying in my head long after she disappeared into the crowd.Be ready. Ready for what? Ready for who?The wedding hall suddenly felt too loud, too bright, too full of people I didn’t trust. I forced my breathing to slow, but my pulse was sprinting ahead of me. I went back inside, scanning the hall again, searching for Zayne among the polished suits and glittering dresses.Nothing. Just a blur of faces and a rising pressure beneath my ribs.I needed him. Not because of Aurora’s cryptic warning.Because something in my body was screaming at me—find him now.I pushed through a cluster of laughing women, stepped past Nico and Teo without stopping. I didn’t care if I looked rude. My mind was fixed forward, pounding through the noise.I slipped out of the front hall doors and into the dim corridor, heels clicking fast against marble. The silence out here was deafening compared to the hall.“Zayne…” I murmured, tasting his name like a compass.The corridor
Brotherzoned Shadows in the hall
Isla’s POVI stepped into the hallway, the soft glow of the chandeliers above catching the shimmer of Sienna’s dress as she walked behind me. Music swelled, a smooth, luxurious undertone that tried to mask the tension coiling in my chest. The sound of clinking cutlery and polite chatter floated past, but I barely noticed. My eyes scanned the edges of the room, my mind entirely fixed on one person—Zayne.Through the throng of guests, I spotted Sienna, graceful and radiant, moving back into the room as if nothing had happened. Her smile was tight, professional, but her eyes flicked toward me for a moment. A quiet signal, a reassurance. I nodded subtly and moved on, ignoring the music, the laughter, the lights.Rico and Teo were engaged in conversation near one of the buffet tables. I moved past them quickly, head down, searching. My pulse quickened as I calculated every possibility, every angle. The chaos of earlier—the sniper, the hitman, Silas, Isabella still lingered in my thoughts.
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