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Two Ninety Eight

Penulis: Raven
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-14 00:33:09

The morning after the Snow Ball, everything felt gray and heavy. It was one of those winter days where the light creeps through the curtains, making everything inside seem dull and worn out.

I hadn’t really slept at all, just lay on top of the covers staring up at the ceiling fan as it spun in slow circles, replaying that courtyard scene over and over in my mind: Frank’s face twisting into a mix of betrayal and exhaustion, Rowan getting punched, the snow falling like it was trying to cover up w
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  • My Enemy [BL]   Three One

    I told her everything, from the investigation of Carla’s death...Logan, kissing Rowan for the first time, kissing Rowan for the upteenth time in Rachel’s spare room, the break with Frank, Logan’s mysterious death, our little squad of detectives...of Frank finding out.She reached over and tucked one of the blankets higher around my shoulders like she was comforting a kid who’d wandered too far from home as she listened to me rant."But you really need to stop pretending this can go on forever. The whole love triangle while dealing with a murder mystery? It’s not cute anymore. Just exhausting."I managed a weak smile. "I can’t choose.""Then don’t." Her tone was so calm it took a second to sink in. "Not right now."I looked at her, genuinely surprised. "You don’t think I should?""I think you just went through a murder investigation, a funeral, Frank’s uncle’s probably staged suicide, and a breakdown at the Snow Ball. You don’t have to have all the answers right now." She paused, then

  • My Enemy [BL]   Three Hundred

    The moment I knocked on Millie’s door, it swung open as if she was already waiting there, her ear practically glued to the wood. There she was, decked out in baggy flannel pajama pants covered in tiny cartoon cats, and an old band tee that had definitely seen better days.Her hair was piled high in a messy bun, held up by what looked like a chopstick. No pastel makeup, no judgment, just Millie, exactly who I needed right now.Without asking what had happened or why I was standing on her porch with a duffel bag and red eyes at nine-thirty on a school night, she stepped forward and wrapped me in a hug that felt like it could keep all my shattered parts together, if only for a little while."You look like fucking trash," she said softly against my shoulder, her tone gentle enough not to hurt.I let out a watery laugh that came out more like a hiccup. "I feel worse."She squeezed me tightly once more before letting go just enough to shut the door behind us and guide me toward the stairs.

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Ninety Nine

    By the end of the day, I was fed up. I found him in the corridor near the art wing, the place quiet except for the faint scent of acrylic paint drifting in from the open doorways. I grabbed his sleeve gently and pulled him into an alcove between two bulletin boards."Why aren’t you saying anything?" I asked, my voice low and tired.Rowan looked down at me for a long moment, his eyes searching my face like he was trying to commit it to memory. "You said you needed space.""That doesn’t mean disappear."He let out a small, humorless breath. "I’m not fucking disappearing. I’m just processing the fact that you’d rather have no one than chose me."That stung and my throat tightened. "That’s not fair.""Maybe not," he shrugged, the movement small and weary. "But... "it’s true."We stood there in the dim light coming through the frosted window at the end of the hall, neither of us willing to look away first, until the bell rang and broke the moment.Later that afternoon, I overheard Frank i

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Ninety Eight

    The morning after the Snow Ball, everything felt gray and heavy. It was one of those winter days where the light creeps through the curtains, making everything inside seem dull and worn out.I hadn’t really slept at all, just lay on top of the covers staring up at the ceiling fan as it spun in slow circles, replaying that courtyard scene over and over in my mind: Frank’s face twisting into a mix of betrayal and exhaustion, Rowan getting punched, the snow falling like it was trying to cover up what had just happened. Each time I shut my eyes, the images became sharper, so I kept them open until my vision blurred, and the room felt like it was moving around me.When the house finally started to wake up. Mom’s footsteps on the stairs and the distant clinking of coffee mugs, I locked my bedroom door. It was just a quiet click, but it felt louder in the silence.I really didn’t want to talk or explain anything, and I definitely didn’t want anyone looking at me with that concerned expressio

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Ninety Seven

    The courtyard outside the gym felt like a whole different place compared to the sparkling chaos inside. Snow drifted down in big, fluffy flakes that caught the glow of the twinkling lights wrapped around the bare branches above, making everything look soft and blurry. The music from the dance seeped out in muffled waves-some slow, syrupy ballad about forever that felt cruelly ironic in that moment.Frank stood a few steps away from us, his hands shoved deep in his coat pockets, shoulders tense under the navy fabric. His breath formed visible clouds that floated up and vanished into the night. Rowan and I froze as soon as we noticed he was there, the kiss still lingering on my lips like a secret suddenly exposed.At first, no one said anything. Just the gentle sound of snow landing on our shoulders, the distant thumping bass, and the way our breaths felt too loud in the quiet. I watched Frank’s face-his eyes glued to the ground where the snow was already starting to accumulate-and a co

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Ninety Six

    I wandered toward the drink station, scanning the room until I spotted Millie standing alone near the punch bowl in that lavender dress that looked like it had been made specifically for her aura.Her hair was swept up in loose braids with a few tendrils framing her face, and she looked ethereal, like she belonged in a fairy tale rather than a high school gym. The color did infact match her aura perfectly, soft, warm, quietly radiant.I approached slowly, heart in my throat. "Hey."She turned, and for a second her expression flickered, surprise, then something softer. "Atlas.""I’m sorry," I said before she could speak. The words tumbled out in a rush. "I didn’t mean to shut you out. I’ve been dealing with... everything. I got scared and selfish and I didn’t want to drag you into the mess. But that’s no excuse. I missed you, a lot. You’re my best friend, and I’ve been a terrible one lately."Millie studied me for a long moment, then her eyes softened completely. She stepped forward an

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