ANMELDENThank you so much for reading this chapter 🥺❤️ Things are starting to feel a little… off, right? Lina can feel it. And I know you can feel it too. What do you think is going on with Mick? 👀 I love reading your thoughts, so don’t be shy to share. Your comments really make me happy and keep me motivated to write more 💕 See you in the next chapter… it might get a little messy 😌
Chapter 13LinaI didn't want Mick to leave.The moment the door closed behind him, the whole room went quiet. But my heart, my heart was still full of him. Still warm. Still beating fast with his name.I stood there without moving. Staring at the door. Waiting for something I knew wouldn't happen. Waiting for him to open it again. To walk back in. To smile at me the way he had smiled at me just a few minutes ago.But the door stayed closed.My chest tightened.Every part of me wanted to run to him. To pull the door open. To call his name into the hallway. To throw my arms around him and hold on and never let go.But I couldn't.So I stayed still. Breathing slowly. Letting the silence settle around me like dust.Finally, I walked back to the couch and dropped onto it. My body sank into the soft cushion. I lay there looking up at the white ceiling, but all I could see was Mick's face. His eyes. His quiet smile. The way his hand touched my cheek so gently, like I was made of something h
Chapter 12Mick's POVOn our way back from the meeting, I sat quietly in the car, staring out the window.The city outside was moving fast. Cars. People. Buildings passing by.But my mind felt stuck.Completely stuck.I kept telling myself the same thing, over and over, like a rule I was trying to force myself to follow.Ignore Lina.It sounded simple inside my head. Clean. Easy. Like something I could just decide and it would be done.But deep down… I already knew the truth.It wouldn't be easy.Maybe it was even impossible.I ran my hand slowly through my hair and leaned back in my seat. My dad was right beside me, busy on his phone, voice low and calm, talking about business like it was the only thing in the world that mattered.Like my life wasn't being quietly arranged without my permission.Like I wasn't sitting right there, suffocating.My jaw tightened.I looked back out the window.This is the only way out… right?If I stayed away from Lina, maybe she wouldn't get hurt. Maybe I
Chapter 11Lina's POVSitting in front of my desk at work, I knew I should be focusing.But I wasn't.My laptop screen was open. Files were there. Work was waiting. Everything was right in front of me.Still… my mind was somewhere else.Mick.Is he okay?The question kept coming back. Again and again. Like someone knocking on a door inside my head and refusing to stop.I didn't sleep well last night. Not even a little. I kept turning in bed, staring at the ceiling, watching the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, the same thought came back.Is he okay?My eyes felt heavy now. My body felt weak. Even my reflection on the black screen of my phone looked different…pale, tired, and worried. Like a version of me I didn't recognize.I leaned back slightly in my chair and stared at my phone lying quietly beside my hand.Should I call him?Should I just ask?Or… should I wait?My fingers moved slightly toward the phone. Then stopped.What if he doesn't want to talk?What if I'm just overthinking
Chapter 10MickSitting in front of my dad's business partner, Mr. Smith, felt like the longest moment of my life.I was there. Physically.But my mind?Far away.Far from this table. Far from this conversation. Far from everything happening in front of me.My dad was talking. Of course he was.His voice was steady and confident, the way it always gets when business is involved. Like he was selling something. Like he was always selling something."She's a wonderful girl," he said, smiling. "Well-raised, educated, and from a good family. Mick is ready. He understands responsibility."I clenched my jaw.Ready.Is that what he really thinks? Or is that just what he wants them to believe?I sat still, my hands resting quietly on my lap, my fingers slowly tightening without me noticing. I wasn't looking at either of them. I was just… existing in the chair. Going through the motions. Nodding at the right moments. Breathing.Mr. Smith kept nodding, satisfied, like every word my dad said was music t
Chapter 9LinaMillicent was standing in front of her room when I got back upstairs.Her hair was all over the place. Her eyes were half closed. She looked like someone who had just been pulled out of a deep dream."What took you so long?" she asked.Her voice was soft. Sleepy.But those four words made my heart jump hard inside my chest."Uhm… nothing," I said. "I just wanted some fresh air."The words came out too quickly. Too smooth. Like I had rehearsed them.I hadn't.I forced myself to breathe slowly. My chest was still moving fast from everything that had happened downstairs. My skin still felt warm. My hands didn't know where to go.I prayed she couldn't see any of that on my face.I stepped closer to her and gently placed both hands on her shoulders. I turned her around toward the bed, the way you would guide a tired child."You look tired," I said softly. "Go back and sleep."She didn't argue. She just yawned, wide and loud, and walked back to her bed without another word.I
Chapter 8LinaMy legs felt weak the moment Mick kissed me.Everything I wanted to say was gone.I had come downstairs to talk to him. I wanted to ask him what last night meant. Was it just because we were drunk… or was it something real?But now…Standing this close to him,Feeling his lips on mine…I could not think anymore.I could not even breathe properly.The truth was… I had been hoping to see him.I could not sleep upstairs. Every time I closed my eyes, my mind went back to him. The way he held me. The way he looked at me. Like I was the only person in the room.I told myself I only came down for water.But that was a lie.I wanted him.His question made my heart drop straight to my stomach.Was it a mistake?No.It was not.Last night was not a mistake.And this moment was not either.But everything was moving so fast. Too fast. My heart was running ahead of me and I did not know how to catch it.I did not know how to say any of that.Slowly, I opened my eyes.Our foreheads were still t







