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Chapter 42: On Screen
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Hate Me, Desire Me Chapter 42: On Screen
TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEWThe first light of morning slipped past the curtains, painting the room in a pale golden hue. I blinked awake slowly, and the first thing my eyes landed on was the silver bracelet around my wrist. The lily charm glinted against the sunlight, innocent and beautiful, as though it had been meant for me all along. I turned my arm gently, considering unclasping it before anyone could see, but my fingers hesitated. Somehow, it felt heavier than its weight. It was not just metal. It was Elijah's presence lingering on me, even across oceans.I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling, feeling the way silence pressed against my ears. Sleep had not been generous last night. The bracelet had kept reminding me of him, of everything that was said and unsaid, of everything we were and weren't. My heart argued between removing it to protect myself and keeping it to protect the fragile thread that still existed between us. I hated the pull, the way one simple gift
Hate Me, Desire Me Chapter 41: The Gift
TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEWThe house had gone quiet after dinner, filled only with the hum of the radiator and the muffled laughter of children behind closed doors. I stood barefoot in the kitchen, stirring honey into a mug of tea while the snow outside started to fall. The counter lights cast a soft amber glow across the marble, and everything in me ached with the kind of fatigue that came after too many days of being strong. I had tucked Genesis in hours ago, kissed her cheek twice just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. She looked peaceful here, like her world hadn't been broken in half just weeks ago.Cameron came padding in, still in his socks, with a half-smirk on his face and a packet of cookies in his hand."Is this where the sad moms hang out now?" he asked, hopping onto one of the stools.I lifted a brow. "You're the one with cookies at midnight. I should be asking you that.""These are comfort cookies," he said, opening the wrapper with exaggerated care. "Strictly medicinal
Hate Me, Desire Me Chapter 40: Switzerland
TIARA MCKENZIE'S POVThe sunlight slipped through the edges of the hotel curtains, casting soft golden stripes across the carpet and the side of the bed. I sat on the armchair, legs pulled to my chest, wearing the same clothes from last night and feeling like my skin didn't belong to me. My eyes burned, not from tears, but from the kind of exhaustion that sits in the bones after something inside you has shattered. I didn't know what time it was, but the quiet hum of the city waking up made it clear that morning had arrived whether I wanted it to or not. Everything about this day felt too bright for the kind of heaviness I was carrying.Elijah was asleep on the floor, his back turned to me, a pillow wedged under his head and the spare blanket bunched around his legs. He hadn't said much after I told him I was still leaving. No
Hate Me, Desire Me Chapter 39: I'm Sorry
TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEW"Sorry."The word slipped from Elijah's mouth like smoke, soft and low, but it burned straight through me. I didn't know how one syllable could unravel me like that, but it did. It caught me off guard, pierced a place I didn't even know was still vulnerable. And in that moment, everything in me started to fall apart.It wasn't just an apology. It was a wound reopening after years of pretending it had healed. It was the crack in a dam I'd reinforced with silence. And now, nothing could stop the flood.I froze where I stood, staring at the night sky beyond the balcony. I didn't trust myself to look at him, not yet. If I did, I might drown in whatever was written on his face. And I wasn't
Hate Me, Desire Me Chapter 38: We're Going Home
TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWThe television played on low volume, casting cold blue light across the suite walls. I sat still on the edge of the bed, the tips of my fingers curled around the hem of my shorts. I wasn't blinking as much as I should. My eyes had locked onto the image of a burning van displayed on screen. Thick smoke spilled into the air as emergency lights flickered through it, and charred wreckage littered the ground. That was the lie we had created, fed to the public like a headline meant to die within the week.The anchor's voice was calm and practiced, the way all anchors are when death is routine for them. "Four alleged criminals found dead after a fiery explosion in Cabuyao, Laguna," he said. "Though the bodies were burned beyond recognition, authorities suggest the individuals were related to the
Hate Me, Desire Me Chapter 37: The Hunt Is Over
TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWThe darkness in the storm tunnel pressed down like a second skin, damp and unrelenting. The narrow shaft beneath the garage stank of rust, stagnant water, and mildew, but it was our only path to freedom. Each step we took echoed too loudly in the confined space, boots sloshing through ankle-deep filth that clung to our legs like a curse. I kept one hand on the wall for balance, the other gripping my weapon tightly as my eyes strained to adjust to the faint glow of the flashlight Vera held ahead of us. It wasn't the first time I had crawled through places like this, but something about tonight felt final, like every breath we took down here might be our last before rebirth or ruin.Behind me, Cameron cursed softly as he stumbled over a loose pipe. His limp had worsened since the firefight, and though he tried to hide it, I could hear his breaths coming heavier, more uneven. He was stubborn, but even steel had a melting point. Vera pressed forward ahead of
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