LOGIN~Jeremy’s POV~The room went so quiet I could hear my own pulse beating through the bandages on my arm.“What?” My father’s tone dropped, his gaze fully on me now.My fingers twitched. I wasn’t exactly afraid. I just wasn’t expecting that he would get to know today. I had never planned ahead for the day he would find out about us. Bianca might have been a brat for running her mouth, but the truth? It didn’t rattle me. It was already out there, living inside me.His voice came out more pressured, “What Bianca just said…is it true?”I lifted my head slowly until my eyes met his. My voice came out low, almost calm. “What would you do if it was true?”Bianca’s voice trembled as she insisted behind him, her voice filled with pain and hurt, “It’s true.”John ignored her completely, his stare locked on me. “I want to hear it from your mouth, Jeremiah.”My jaw tightened. My heart beat hard, but not out of fear—out of defiance. Then, with a breath that felt heavier than my whole body, I said,
~Jeremy’s POV~I’d used every ounce of control in me not to swing at Zayne earlier. The way he had smirked while he said that about her… ‘He couldn’t get enough of her body’It felt like he wanted a reaction but that didn’t sound like he made it up either. If my arm hadn’t been bandaged, I might’ve done something I’d regret.My teeth ground together. Every thought of the two of them together- doing stuff- made my stomach twist until the pain in my arm felt like nothing compared to the one crawling inside my chest. I forced a breath through clenched teeth and grabbed my phone with my good hand. I needed a clean start if I was going to get over this—no reminders, no faces.I opened my social media, ready to wipe everything. I was going to deactivate all of my accounts. The plan was to start afresh. I needed it. My soul did.My thumb went for my profile which by the way had only moody paintings I had worked on in the past, but something else caught my attention- Bianca’s latest update.
~Zayne’s POV~Dr Vance cleared his throat as if realizing the tension around us. Everyone knew how it was like with Jeremy and I.“I’ll give you both a moment.” He said, excusing us.When he shut the door behind him, I half-expected Jeremy to lash out at me, maybe tell me to get out, but he said nothing.He was just looking, then looked away. I broke the silence, leaning against the wall, my arms wrapped around me. “How’s the arm?”He gave a short, humorless laugh without looking up. “You can stop pretending you care.”I exhaled through my nose, half a scoff. “Alright. I don’t.” My shoulders tensed. “John asked me to come.”He lifted his gaze, meeting my eyes. “You shouldn’t have listened to my father.”I looked away, a part of me embarrassed by what I was going to say. “Maybe a part of me wanted to come too.” I bit my lower lips, almost regretting I just said those.That made him snort, his expression dismissive. “Sure,” he said, his eyes distant. “That’s believable.”For a few hear
~Zayne’s POV~My hands tapped on the steering wheel repeatedly, instead of bailing out of the car. Yesterday, John urged me to pay a visit to Jeremy at the hospital. And today, I decided to.But at the very moment when I was supposed to alight, I started to doubt my decision. Maybe it was that faint, stubborn pulse of conscience that wouldn’t die, no matter how much I wanted it to.I didn’t want to admit it- not even to myself- but I did feel something about his arm.Because I knew why it had happened.The memory came uninvited, slamming into my mind like an echo that wouldn’t fade. Lord Dante had punished Jeremy because of me.I could still remember it like it was yesterday- The way Jeremy’s breath had broken through gritted teeth. All because he beat me up that night… after Maxton died.Maxton.I hadn’t meant for him to die. God knows I hadn’t. I’d only wanted to outsmart the boy, and maybe I was a little desperate too. I had to win. That was all in my head.We’d raced down the cur
My eyelids felt heavy as I struggled to open them. I remembered falling on the ground, but the softness I felt beneath me told a different story. I was no longer outside?Opening my eyes, the lights struck my sight first. Did I faint?I blinked hard until the shapes began to take form.I was in a hospital bed.My heart skipped a beat. I tried to move, but a dull ache spread through my limbs. Then my eyes caught what looked like tattoos on arms before they saw his full frame- Zayne. He was sitting beside the bed, elbows resting on his knees, head bowed slightly like someone lost in thoughts. When he realized I was watching, he straightened quickly, eyes searching my face with that familiar intensity.“Hey,” he said softly. “You’re awake.”My voice came out hoarse. “What… what happened? How did you get here?”He exhaled slowly, like the answer didn’t really matter anymore. “It doesn’t matter, Teyana. I know what happened. You passed out. How are you feeling now?”For a moment, I didn’t
“Help!” I shouted as I shook my mother’s unconscious body with shaky hands. Everything that happened afterwards was a blur. Garret, one of the security staff, was now helping me to carry her into her car after fumbling with the car keys, my hands trembling so bad I almost dropped them. The other staff hovered over us but he told them to stay back.I couldn’t hear what they were all saying. I was losing it.The drive to the hospital felt like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. My heart kept screaming that this couldn’t be happening.“Mum, stay with me. Please stay with me,” I kept whispering, holding her to myself in the backseat as Garret sped off.When we finally got to the hospital, two nurses came rushing out with a stretcher. Garret helped them lift her out, and I followed close behind, my voice trembling as I spoke. “She was fine yesterday- she was fine!”“Please, ma’am, wait here,” one of the nurses said gently before disappearing through the doors with her.And just like tha







