登入The days after Sophia recovered settled into a new kind of normal that felt anything but, she was fully fine now — moving around the house with ease, laughing at Marbel’s jokes, helping miss Hanna in the kitchen when she had the energy. But she stayed with us a little longer, her parents still away on business, no one minded she was sweet, polite, and easy to have around mom treated her like a daughter, Dad asked her about her studies, and Marbel dragged her into sisterly gossip sessions on the surface, it looked warm and welcoming like she belonged.Jayden made sure of that he took her on dates almost every other day sometimes it was a quiet café after school, sometimes a drive to the city for dinner. He’d come home later with that satisfied smirk, telling Mom how “perfect” the evening had been one night, they went to a club I heard them leave — Jayden’s laugh echoing in the hallway, Sophia’s excited voice as she thanked him for inviting her, I stayed in my room, headphones on, pre
(Jayden’s POV)When Mom asked for Sophia to come stay with us, I was really excited and told myself this was the plan and I'll make the most of itSophia was here, recovering in our guest room, and I was going to make it work, I was going to fall for her or at least make myself believe I could she was perfect on paper — kind, smart, beautiful, the kind of girl who made my parents light up and the kind who fit neatly into the future they imagined for me no complications or secrets nor risk of destroying everything we’d built as a family.So I threw myself into it every morning, I brought her breakfast in bed — fresh fruit, toast with her favorite jam, and a small flower I’d picked from the garden. She’d blush and thank me with that soft laugh that should have made my chest feel warm. Instead, it felt… polite and nice but not enough,never enough.“You don’t have to do all this, Jayden,” she said one morning, sitting up against the pillows as I set the tray down her hair was messy from
Mom told us Sophia was coming to stay with us which was total fine considering their family relationship with ours.The days after Sophia arrived settled into a strange, careful rhythm that felt both familiar and suffocating she had been with us for almost a week now, her recovery steady and visible. The color had returned to her cheeks, and she moved around the house with more energy each day. Mom and Dad were relieved, treating her like an honored guest — Mom fussing over her meals, Dad making sure she had everything she needed. Jayden, of course, was glued to her side,he spent hours in the living room reading her novels aloud, his voice low and soothing as he acted out the dramatic parts to make her laugh she’d giggle, covering her mouth, and he’d look at her with that soft, charming smile I used to think was only for me.It was all so deliberate and obvious he was bent on making me jealous, and it was working more than I wanted to admit. Every laugh they shared, every time he hel
The days after our argument settled into an uneasy kind of quiet that felt heavier than any shouting match. Jayden’s attitude toward me hadn’t improved. If anything, it had grown colder, sharper, like a wall he was determined to keep between us, he barely responded when I greeted him in the mornings, his eyes sliding past me like I was part of the furniture. At dinner, he’d sit across the table, jaw tight, answering Mom and Dad with short, clipped words while avoiding my gaze completely. It was like I didn’t exist part of me was relieved — at least he was respecting the boundaries I’d tried to set. But the truth was, it hurt. Low-key, quietly, in the places I didn’t want to admit. Being ignored by the person who once held me like I was the only thing that mattered left a hollow ache in my chest that no amount of distraction could fully fill.Mom noticed.One evening, after Jayden had left the table early again, she pulled me aside in the kitchen while Dad was still finishing his coff
(Brandon’s POV)I leaned back against the locker, arms crossed, watching Nico do his usual thing.He was in full tease mode again, smacking the back of my head lightly while pretending to check my notes. “You still writing like a kindergartener, Brandon? Come on, focus.”Kylie laughed from the side, and Troy just smirked like he knew something I didn’t I rolled my eyes and shoved Nico’s hand away, but I couldn’t hide the small grin tugging at my lips. This had become our routine since the Downhill Resort trip — Nico finding excuses to bother me, me pretending to hate it, and everyone else watching like it was the best entertainment on campus.But today, as Nico leaned in a little too close, his fingers brushing my shoulder while he pointed at a random line in my notebook, something in my chest tightened a memory hit me hard — that night after we got back from the resort the walk the jealousy and the kiss.I swallowed, trying to focus on the present, but the flashback pulled me under a
Weeks slipped by in a strange, uneven rhythm after Jayden was home Marbel return the house felt full again, but the space between Jayden and I had never felt wider.Jayden gave me attitude at every turn, if I greeted him in the morning, he’d barely grunt a response, if our eyes met across the dinner table, he’d look away like I was nothing more than background noise. He avoided my gaze completely, like looking at me for too long might burn him part of me was glad — at least he was respecting the boundaries I’d tried to set. But the truth was, it hurt. Low-key, quietly, in the places I didn’t want to admit being ignored by the person who once held me like I was the only thing that mattered left a hollow ache in my chest that no amount of distraction could fully fill.At school, it was the same cold game he’d walk past me in the hallways without a word, shoulders tense, jaw set. His friends still came around to tease Brandon and Kylie when I wasn’t there, but the moment I showed up, J
School resumed three days after we returned from Thailand, and the campus felt both familiar and strangely new.The morning air was crisp with that back-to-school energy — students chatting excitedly in the hallways, lockers slamming, and the faint smell of fresh books and cafeteria coffee. I walk
The weeks after our little vacation to downhill resort settled in quick, but Mom was still buried in work. As Chief Surgeon, her schedule was relentless — early mornings, late nights, and emergency calls that pulled her away even on weekends. Dad wasn’t much better, his business booming with new c
A few days passed and the anticipation for results to be realised was growing.The afternoon sun was warm and golden, the kind of light that made everything feel softer around the edges,we were all outside in the backyard — Marbel stretched out on a lounge chair with a book, Jayden lazily tossing a
The last morning at Downhill Resort felt bittersweet, like the final page of a book you didn’t want to end, we packed our bags slowly, dragging our feet as the sun rose over the beach one last time. The colorful tents came down, the bonfire pit was cleared, and the staff waved us off with big smil







