INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 79: What the Heart NoticesAurora’s POVI frowned the moment I saw him walking toward me.Jace moved slower than usual, like each step required conscious effort. His shoulders were stiff, his jaw set too tight, and when he dragged a hand through his hair, I noticed the way his fingers trembled—just slightly—before he wiped his palms against the fabric of his shorts.His hands were sweaty And the way he moved showed me he was nervous sending all my hairs and senses on alert.He closed the distance between us quickly, as if afraid I might retreat if he didn’t. I crossed my arms instinctively, grounding myself before he could say anything reckless.“What’s wrong?” I asked flatly.He stopped a step too close, then seemed to think better of it and shifted back half a pace. He cleared his throat once. Then again.“There’s nothing wrong, at least not with Alex,” he said softly. “And nothing wrong with me.”I didn't care if there was anything wrong with him though but I knew that was
Chapter 78: The Weight of Small TruthsJace’s POVA week felt like a lifetime when you were measuring time in missed laughter and silence that lingered too long.Every trace of Alex had vanished from the internet.The articles were gone. The pictures were scrubbed. Reposts disappeared like they’d never existed. Even the cached pages had been wiped clean. It was thorough, brutal and final.Exactly how I wanted it.I didn’t know if Aurora knew I was behind it.I didn’t ask nor did I explain and I also didn't care if she knew honestly.All that mattered was that Alex was safe.And knowing that I'd get to be spending time with him I made sure to get security without hesitation. Two discreet bodyguards, plainclothes, background-checked to hell and back. They rotated shifts, kept distance, stayed invisible unless needed. Anyone who crossed the line—paparazzi, bloggers, curious strangers—would be detained, documented, and sued into irrelevance.No warnings.No mercy.A child’s privacy wasn’t
Chapter 77: Bloodlines Aurora’s POVBy the time Alex finally fell asleep, my bones ached with the kind of exhaustion that went deeper than my body.He had fought bedtime harder than usual. I thought at first that I had done something to spook him and I apologized but he shook his head instead. Placing his two hands on the sides of my face as he told me that I don't have gone sad.I brushed my lips over his curls, inhaling the familiar scent of soap and warmth and something that was uniquely him. “I'm not sad, baby,” I whispered, even though he was already asleep."You sure?" He asked me.I nodded."Now get some sleep okay?" I asked him.He gave me a sceptical look that reminded me of Jace but then settled in the bed.I stayed longer than necessary, sitting on the edge of the bed, watching his chest rise and fall. The room was dim, the small night lamp casting soft shadows against the walls. Outside, the house was quiet in a way that felt almost deceptive—like the world was holding i
Chapter 76: No One Touches My SonJace’s POVI sent the pictures and locked my phone.For exactly three seconds, I allowed myself to breathe.Then the rage came.It was quiet at first—cold, precise, settling into my bones instead of exploding outward. The kind of anger that didn’t need noise to be lethal. Funny how it took me time to feel the rage. How I first made sure Aurora wasn't mad at me before the rage overtook me.Alex’s face was on the internet.Strangers had taken something that was mine—something fragile, innocent, unprotected—and turned it into content. Headlines. Speculation. Entertainment.They hadn’t asked for permission. They just took like they always did, not minding the fact that it may hurt the people they were taking from. And what even annoyed me.more sad the fact that they didn't even blur his face.I stood from the couch slowly, my jaw tight, my shoulders rigid. The house no longer felt empty. It felt violated.I picked up my phone again and scrolled then place
Chapter 75: The Quiet AfterJace’s POVI stared at my phone long after the call ended, the screen dark, my reflection faintly staring back at me like it was waiting for confirmation that what had just happened was real.Aurora and I had spoken.Really spoken.No venom. No sharp edges. No cold distance masquerading as control. She hadn’t raised her voice. She hadn’t accused me. She hadn’t looked for a place to wound me and twist the knife to hurt me neither had I done it either.She had been… kind. The conversation was without arguments or someone crying at the end.That alone felt disorienting.I shifted on the couch, elbows resting on my knees, phone still cradled in my hands. My thumb hovered uselessly over the screen, as if I expected it to light up again on its own, replay the call, remind me I hadn’t imagined it.We’ll talk later.Aurora never said things like that these days. Aurora ended conversations with finality, with punctuation marks that felt like slammed doors. Later imp
Chapter 74: Fault LinesAurora’s POVI answered the call on the third ring after ending the call with Kelsey.“Jace—”“I’m sorry.”The word came out of him rushed and rough, like he’d been holding his breath for too long. He didn’t wait for me to respond.“I had no idea this was going to happen,” he continued, fast, apologetic, almost panicked. “I didn’t even think it would. I was just spending time with Alex. I wasn’t thinking about cameras or people or the internet. I swear to you, Aurora, this wasn’t intentional. Please don’t be annoyed at me—”“Jace,” I cut in gently.He stopped mid-sentence.The silence on the line stretched for a beat, then another. I could hear his breathing—too fast, too shallow.“I’m not annoyed at you,” I said calmly.He exhaled deeply and a part of me was trying to reconcile this Jace from now with the Jace from before. The Jace i knew would even blink twice about him and Alex being circulated round the internet. He would not even care but this Jace...he ca







