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Chapter 14: The Message on the Mirror
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Love Didn’t Save Us. It Just Made the Fall Hurt More Chapter 25: My Name, Their Mess
Elijah stared at the USB stick like it was a loaded gun. Cassia had left without ceremony. No hug. No whispered sibling reconciliation. Just a cold warning and a sharper exit. Micah had gone too, his shadow lingering in the doorway even after he walked away. The echo of his words still clung to Elijah’s chest. Now it was only Elijah and Gabe. The room was thick with silence. They hadn’t fixed anything between them. They hadn’t even tried. Still broken. Still distant. Still breathing the same heavy air. Gabe sat on the couch, elbows on his knees, watching Elijah without speaking. Like he was waiting for Elijah to pull the trigger first. Elijah slid the USB into his laptop. The machine hummed, a little click sounding louder than it should have. Folders appeared on the screen. Cold. Ordinary. But the weight of them made Elijah’s hands tremble on the trackpad. He opened the first folder. Then the first document. And froze. His name was the headline. ELIJAH C. VALE Personal Sig
Love Didn’t Save Us. It Just Made the Fall Hurt More Chapter 24: The Sister and the Stranger
The knock came too early. The kind of early that didn’t belong to mornings but to interruptions. Elijah froze in the hallway. His body was still buzzing from the sleepless night, his mind replaying every word, every silence between him and Gabe. They hadn’t spoken since the fight. Not a word. Not even a glance. The knock came again. Firm. Unapologetic. Gabe stirred on the couch, groggy, eyes opening to the thin light spilling through the blinds. Elijah motioned for him to stay put and crossed to the door. He braced himself maybe for a package, maybe for another veiled threat slid under their welcome mat. But when he opened it, the last person he expected stood there. Cassia Vale. His sister. Sharp jaw. Polished hair that gleamed like it had been brushed through glass. The same cold eyes that had once cut him down at family dinners without her voice ever rising. She hadn’t changed. Not even a crack in the armor. Except this time, she looked scared. “Elijah,” she said, voic
Love Didn’t Save Us. It Just Made the Fall Hurt More Chapter 23: The Things You Never Said
Elijah didn’t slam the door when he came in. He didn’t have to. The silence that followed him into the apartment was louder than any slam. Gabe was on the couch, his laptop open on his knees, blue light flickering against his face. He looked casual, safe, ordinary until he saw Elijah’s eyes. Then his whole body shifted, alert, wary. “What happened?” Gabe asked carefully, voice already tight with worry. Elijah didn’t answer right away. He walked in slow, shoulders stiff, and slipped a folded square of paper from his coat pocket. He set it on the coffee table like it was a bomb. A photo. The photo. Gabe’s face froze. His fingers hovered above his laptop keys, then fell uselessly into his lap. Elijah sat across from him, every movement deliberate. His voice was low, almost flat, but there was something raw underneath. “Why didn’t you tell me we knew him?” Gabe looked at the photograph like it was a ghost crawling out of the past. His throat bobbed as he swallowed, but no word
Love Didn’t Save Us. It Just Made the Fall Hurt More Chapter 22: The Man with the Burned Eye
The private investigator’s office sat on the third floor of a dying building. The stair rails were rusted, paint peeling in long strips like shed skin. The hallway light above buzzed and flickered as Elijah climbed, every step echoing louder than it should have. The door at the end was dull gray, its glass panel covered in grime, letters barely visible through the dust. C. TORRES Discreet Services. No title. No promises. The kind of name that said: I’ll do the job, but don’t ask me twice. Gabe had found him, of course. Said Torres had once been the man powerful men called when they wanted something buried so deep no one could exhume it. The kind of man Elijah’s father had trusted. “He doesn’t pick sides,” Gabe had warned on the drive over. “He picks whoever pays him more. That’s all you need to remember.” Elijah had nodded, but the truth was, he wasn’t sure what he believed anymore. About his father. About Gabe. About himself. He knocked once. The hollow sound traveled down
Love Didn’t Save Us. It Just Made the Fall Hurt More Chapter 21 : Cease and Desist
The envelope was the kind that didn’t belong in an ordinary life. Sleek. Black. Weightless, yet heavy in its silence. No stamp. No name. No return address. It had been slid under their front door like a shadow, like a warning that didn’t need to knock. Gabe was the one who found it. He bent down, frowning, the porch light spilling over his shoulder. “You expecting anything?” Elijah shook his head, his stomach tightening with something he couldn’t name. Gabe held it out. Elijah hesitated before taking it, the paper smooth and cold in his hands. He unfolded the flap with careful fingers, as though expecting poison to seep through. Inside was a single sheet of thick white paper. Crisp. Clean. Neatly folded. Typed. No signature. He read the first line. His chest constricted. By the second, his hands trembled. By the third, his throat was dry as sand. Gabe noticed the change instantly. He stepped closer, concern sharp in his eyes. “What is it?” Elijah passed him the letter, his ha
Love Didn’t Save Us. It Just Made the Fall Hurt More Chapter 20: Things We Swore to Bury
Gabe sat on the back porch, hunched forward on the old wooden step, a cigarette burning low between his fingers. He didn’t smoke much these days. Only when the past came knocking hard enough to rattle his bones, loud enough to make sleep impossible. Tonight, the knock was deafening. The porch creaked when Elijah’s car pulled into the driveway. Headlights cut through the dusk, and Gabe braced himself, dragging smoke deep into his lungs before flicking the ash into the dark. He didn’t look up right away. He couldn’t. When Elijah’s footsteps crunched over gravel and climbed the porch steps, Gabe finally raised his head. Elijah’s face was pale, strained, and in his hand gripped tight like it might burn him was the photo. The one from Singapore. Elijah stopped just a few feet away. His voice came out raw, like it had been dragged over broken glass. “Why didn’t you tell me?” The air between them tightened. Gabe glanced at the cigarette, then back to Elijah. His chest felt heavier tha
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