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How To Love A Murderer. The End.
Chapter One Hundred and Forty Five: The End A massive property in the Swedish countryside. The house looked like something from a fairy tale..old stone, tall windows, ivy climbing the walls like it had been there forever. It sat on acres of land, green fields stretching to the horizon, a forest in the distance that seemed to hold secrets. Horses grazed in a fenced pasture. A vegetable garden grew near the kitchen. This wasn't just a house but this was a home. In the middle of a large field, a horse walked in slow circles, guided by an instructor. On its back, a ten-year-old girl with blonde hair grinned like she was flying. Lily had grown so much. She was tall and confident now, her grey eyes bright with joy in a way that made Ian's heart ache every time he saw it. She gripped the reins with practiced ease, laughing as the horse picked up speed, her hair streaming behind her like a banner. On the edge of the field, Ian stood watching, one hand shielding his eyes from the
How To Love A Murderer. My Reward
Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four: My Reward. (Three Years Ago) Elena's apartment was small and cluttered, the kind of place that showed someone was struggling without them having to say a word. Empty takeout containers on the counter, growing stale. Unpaid bills scattered on the table like confetti from a party no one wanted to attend. A box sat on the kitchen counter…small and discreet, the kind that came from a clinic, the kind that held decisions too heavy for one person to carry. Elena jumped when she saw him standing in her doorway. Her hand flew to her chest, heart pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat. "How did you get in here?" Zhedya walked past her like he owned the place, calm as still water. "The door was unlocked or better still, broken." "I don't want you here." Her voice shook. "Get out." Zhedya ignored her completely. He strolled slowly through her living room, taking in the mess, the evidence of her life falling apart piece by piece. He sto
How To Love A Murderer. I’m So Lonely Without Him
Chapter One Hundred and Forty Three: I’m So Lonely Without Him Three Years Later Morning light streamed through the windows, warm and golden, the kind of light that was supposed to feel hopeful. Ian's apartment was lived-in, messy in that way that meant children lived here and not just adults with their clean lines and empty spaces. Lily's artwork covered the fridge like a gallery of a growing up. Baby toys scattered on the floor, waiting for little feet to trip over them. A toddler's high chair sat in the corner, still crusted with yesterday's breakfast because Ian hadn't had the energy to scrub it last night. Three years. Three years of this life and of building something new. Ian moved through the apartment with practiced ease, a two-year-old boy on his hip. Mateo had dark hair and curious eyes, the same eyes as his biological father, but his smile was all Ian's. He babbled something incomprehensible and patted Ian's face with sticky fingers, leaving behind a smear of s
How To Love A Murderer. The Push
Chapter One Hundred and Forty Two: The Push Ian and Lily walked out of Elena's apartment building in the late afternoon, Ian carrying a bag of groceries he'd helped bring in. Lily skipped ahead, her little legs full of that endless energy only kids have, completely oblivious to the weight her father carried in his chest. By evening they were buckled into the car, Ian's hands steady on the wheel even as his mind churned in a thousand different directions. Elena had been struggling hard this pregnancy, even worse than with Lily, and Ian had spent the afternoon helping her organize, cleaning up, making sure she had food she could actually keep down. It was the least he could do. Lily bounced in the back seat, her usual endless energy on full display. "Daddy? What's wrong with Mama?" Ian glanced in the rearview mirror at those grey eyes, curious and concerned in the way only children can be when they sense something they don't understand. "She's just tired, bug. Grown-up stuff."
How To Love A Murderer. I Would Never Lose To You.
Chapter One Hundred and Forty One: I Would Never Lose To You. Morning light streamed through the windows, warm and golden, the kind of light that made everything feel possible. Lily sat at the kitchen table, eating breakfast with the single-minded focus of a child who had discovered that jam on toast was the greatest invention ever. Ian watched her from across the table, his hand moving unconsciously to his pocket where the passports sat heavy against his thigh. He'd made up his mind. He was going to Sweden with Zhedya. Him and Lily. A new life and a fresh start. He thought about Zhedya's words, about Miller circling like a shark, about Elena working against them. None of it mattered anymore. They were leaving. Lily looked up, catching him staring with those grey eyes. "Daddy, why are you looking at me like that?" Ian smiled, warm and real. "I was just thinking, bug. How would you like to go on an adventure?" Lily's eyes went impossibly wide. "An adventure? Like the ones in
How To Love A Murderer. Positive Lines.
Chapter One Hundred and Forty: Positive Lines. A plain package sat on the kitchen counter. No return address or identifying marks. Just a box that had arrived that morning with a delivery guy who shrugged and left. Ian stared at it like it might explode. He turned it over in his hand to find nothing. Just his name printed in neat letters. He opened it carefully. Inside were two passports. One for him and another for Lily. He flipped through his…new photo. Everything was there, perfect and complete. His hands started shaking. A small note fluttered out…he caught it. "Trust me, Angel. This is for us. - Z" Ian stared at the words, heart pounding so hard he could feel it in his throat. Sweden. Zhedya wanted them to go to Sweden. He was planning something, moving pieces on a board Ian couldn't see. Pieces Ian didn't even know existed. "What are you thinking?" Ian whispered to the empty room. "What are you planning?" He looked at the passports again. New names. New lives. Ne
How To Love A Murderer. Do You Remember Me?
Chapter Ninety Six: You Don’t Remember Me? A whole week. Seven days of silence. No calls, no texts, or sign of Elijah. John had filed a missing person report, but it felt like shouting into a void. The police weren’t moving fast enough. The dread in his gut was eating him alive. He flew t
Last Updated : 2026-03-28How To Love A Murderer. A Stop at Sweden.
Chapter Eighty Seven: A Stop at Sweden. Ian was wearing one of Zhedya’s old t-shirts, the soft cotton hanging off his frame. He lay across the couch, his head resting on Zhedya’s thigh. It was a comfortable quiet. “Do you have any family?” Ian asked, his voice lazy. “Like, parents? Siblings?”
Last Updated : 2026-03-27How To Love A Murderer. The Man In The Shop.
Chapter Eighty Six: The Man In The Shop Zhedya smiled at his phone screen. The little dot showed Ian was at 5th and Grand. Perfect. He had left work early, wanting to surprise him. Maybe they could get coffee, hold hands like a normal couple. “Change of plans,” he told the driver, leaning forwar
Last Updated : 2026-03-27How To Love A Murderer. Too Many Secrets and The Past.
Chapter Eighty Nine: Too Many Secrets and The Past. “You know, Zhedya…” Ian started, his voice quiet in the dark bedroom. He needed to ask about the name, about the look on his sister’s face. But Zhedya didn’t let him finish. He pulled Ian closer, his arm like a steel band. “Shh,” he murmured, hi
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