LOGINAmelia Carter has always believed that some lines exist for a reason. At twenty-one, she is focused on finishing university, working late evenings as a library assistant, and keeping her life quiet and predictable. Love is the last thing on her mind until Ethan Brooks walks into her world and turns everything upside down. Ethan is confident, guarded, and completely forbidden. Their connection is instant, undeniable, and dangerous in ways Amelia never expected. What begins as harmless conversations and stolen glances slowly deepens into something intense something neither of them should want, yet cannot resist. As emotions grow and boundaries blur, Amelia is forced to confront a painful truth: the heart does not obey rules. With secrets threatening to surface, loyalties tested, and consequences closing in, loving Ethan may cost her everything she has worked so hard to protect. Love They Shouldn’t Have is a slow-burn, emotionally charged forbidden romance that explores desire, restraint, and the aching question of what happens when loving the wrong person feels more right than anything else.
View MoreFor the next week, Ethan became suspiciously normal.Which was impressive considering she knew for a fact he was hiding something.He still texted normally.Still complained about coffee.Still sent pictures of random things.Still called at night.But now she noticed details.He asked more questions than usual.What days she was free.Whether she preferred mornings or evenings.If she liked crowded places.Once he casually asked—“Do you still like bookstores?”Too casual.Immediately suspicious.She answered anyway.Then spent the next hour regretting it.---Three days later she accidentally discovered something.Not intentionally.She wasn’t searching.She was innocent.Mostly.They were on a call.Ethan was doing something on his laptop while she was folding clothes.Then—his screen froze.Only for a second.But long enough.Calendar.One weekend blocked.Title:DO NOT TELL HERShe stopped folding.He noticed immediately.Their eyes met.He froze.She stared.He stared.Then clo
Ordinary Things Become DangerousThree days after coming home, she realized she had accidentally developed habits she couldn’t explain.She reached for her phone before breakfast.She took pictures of food she normally wouldn’t care about.She opened messages just to see if there was anything new.And most embarrassing of all—she started thinking in updates.This would make him laugh.He’d complain about this coffee.I should tell him this later.Which was ridiculous.Because she existed before him.She had routines.Friends.Her own life.So why did everything suddenly feel slightly incomplete?The realization annoyed her enough that she ignored her phone all morning.Which lasted exactly until 10:08.Message.Ethan.Important question.She stared.Opened.Do you still have that blue mug?She blinked.Typed.Yes??Seen immediately.Good.That was all.She stared.Then:Why?Typing.Stopped.Typing again.Nothing. Continue your day.She frowned.Suspicious.She put her phone down.Te
Nobody talks enough about the strange sadness of almost leaving.Not leaving forever.Just—leaving somewhere that started feeling normal.She woke up knowing.Three days left.That was all.Three days before she went home.Three days before calls became screens again.Three days before she stopped waking up in the next room.And suddenly—that felt unfair.She stayed in bed longer.Phone in hand.Thinking.Then—knock.She looked up.Door opened slightly.Ethan appeared.Still sleepy.Hair messy.Expression suspicious.He looked at her.Paused.Then quietly asked—“…why are you awake and sad?”Her eyes widened.Immediately—“What?”His expression stayed calm.“You have the face.”She frowned.“…what face?”He thought.Then answered.“The one where you’re thinking too much.”Annoying.She sighed.Looked away.Then quietly said—“…three days.”Silence.His expression softened immediately.Long pause.Then—he quietly said—“…yeah.”Her chest tightened.She smiled awkwardly.Then shrugg
The next morning—she woke up confused.For three seconds—she forgot where she was.Then she remembered.Different city.Ethan’s apartment.And suddenly—everything felt strangely quiet.She left the guest room.The apartment smelled like coffee.She followed it.Found Ethan in the kitchen.Back facing her.Half awake.Making coffee.He turned.Paused.Then smiled.Small.Warm.“…good morning.”Her chest softened.She smiled.“…morning.”Then she frowned.“…how long have you been awake?”He looked offended.“…normal amount.”She looked at the clock.7:03.Her expression changed.He defended himself immediately.“…I wake up early.”She sat.Watched him move around the kitchen.And suddenly—she realized.She had never seen his mornings.Never seen the in-between moments.The quiet version.He placed a cup in front of her.Then sat.Silence.Comfortable.Then—he looked at her.And quietly said—“…today I want to show you something.”Her eyebrows lifted.“…okay?”His expression softene
The library had a way of swallowing sound.Amelia noticed it the moment she stepped inside, the heavy wooden doors closing behind her with a muted thud that echoed briefly before dissolving into stillness. The scent of old paper and polished floors filled the air, familiar yet grounding. It was the
There were rules Amelia Carter lived by, even if she never said them out loud.Rules about staying invisible.Rules about keeping her head down.Rules about not wanting things that would ruin her life.That night, she broke the first one without even realizing it.The university library was quieter
Amelia dreamed of raised voices.Not clear words never words just sound. Sharp. Endless. Crashing into one another like waves that refused to retreat. In the dream, she was small again, sitting on the edge of her bed, knees pulled to her chest, counting the seconds between slammed doors.One.Two.
People always talk about missing people like it arrives dramatically.Like storms.Like crying.Like songs that suddenly become painful.Nobody talks about the quiet version.The version where life continues normally—and that’s what hurts.⸻His flight left at 6:40 PM.By 8:15—she was home.Chang






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