เข้าสู่ระบบSo tell me what do you think of this new development?Will Kaya and Flynn get closer? Will they tell each other the truth soon and figure this glitch out together. And on Kaya finally being seen? I love relatable characters because we have all been through that stage. Where we meet people, friends and relationships and you don’t feel seen, like you're not even noticed.I hope Kaya gets the love she deserves and I hope for that for every reader of mine. That they find their perfect Flynn Fetcher!!New updates will come tomorrow, please my amazing readers, leave a review, I want to talk to someone about these beautiful characters ❤️🌹
Kaya’s POV I freeze when Flynn steps closer and asks for a kiss. For a moment I forget how to breathe. His eyes are steady on mine, bright with a quiet confidence that still manages to catch me off guard every single time. The air between us feels charged and warm, but I know if I let him kiss me now, I might fall harder than I want to admit. So I step back, lifting a hand between us. “You will get your kiss another time,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “Not today.” Flynn tilts his head slightly, amused, and the small smile tugging on the corner of his mouth almost makes me step right back into his arms. I don't know why I even chose to flirt back. Maybe because for the first time in a very long time, I feel seen. Truly seen. Since Noah, I have been carrying my heartbreak alone. Since Tom betrayed me with Riley at his signing after giving him 7 years of my life, I have been walking around with a bruise no one else seems to notice. But here I am, standing in a kitchen
Flynn’s POV After Kaya leaves the apartment, the first thing I feel is pain. A slow, pounding ache behind my temples, like something heavy is pressing against the inside of my skull. I groan and force my eyes open. The room is dim, the only light coming from the skyline. I lift an arm and press my hand against my forehead. My head throbs. My chest feels tight. My system reports that I am still only charged at 50. I lie there staring at the ceiling, replaying those last moments in the garage. Kaya’s voice, her expression, the question she asked me about the car. The way my vision fractured, the world glitching between the present and the past I think. She avoided mentioning her question when I woke up, and I know exactly why. She is scared that it was her fault. She thinks she triggered something dangerous. And maybe she did. Maybe she got too close to whatever is breaking inside me.And that is the exact reason why I can’t tell her. She has sacrificed everything to build me,
Kaya POV Flynn’s body collapses before I even register the sound he makes. One second he is standing in front of me, eyes unfocused, breath shaking, the next he crumples like the world just shut off behind his eyes. “Flynn. Hey, hey, stop. Flynn.” My voice cracks as I catch him under his arms and drop to my knees with him. His weight pulls me down and panic completely floods my chest so fast I can hardly breathe. He is out cold. Completely unresponsive. I scramble to my feet and sprint toward the hallway, nearly slipping on the polished floors as I yell for help. A guard appears almost immediately, they already know me from coming here with Flynn, his eyes widen. “Miss Kaya, what happened?” “It’s Flynn… He fainted. I need help to carry him upstairs. Please, just help me.” My hands are shaking and I can’t stop looking back at Flynn’s still face. The guard lifts him carefully and I guide him toward the elevator. We settle him on his bed, and the guard looks between Flynn and me
Flynn POV The drive home from practice feels heavier than usual, in fact the last few hours have been quite unstable, anything could happen next. I keep replaying the moment Kaya walked right past me this morning without looking at me. She always tries to pretend she is not affected, but today she did not even try to hide it. She kept her eyes away from mine like she was avoiding a wound she did not want to touch. And somehow I felt it deep inside me, not in my circuits. In something else, it feels like a real ache. Her car was gone by the time practice ended. Completely burned out, melted into a black shell in the parking lot. Everyone kept whispering about it. Tom and Riley acted like they were strolling through the aftermath of a bonfire they built themselves. They stood behind us looking pleased with themselves, and Kaya nearly lunged at Riley before I pulled her back. The engine hums as I pull into my building garage. I grip the steering wheel, trying to understand why the
Riley POV The door to my office clicks shut behind us, and within seconds Tom has me backed against it. His mouth crashes against mine, hot and demanding. I smile against his lips, breathless, the thrill of earlier still pulsing through me like electricity. “God, that was incredible,” I whisper, tugging him closer by his collar. Tom kisses down my jaw, his breath rough with adrenaline. “You should have seen your face when the flames went up. You looked like you were watching art.” He laughs, low and amused. Because it was art. Kaya had stood there screaming like a little child who lost her toy. Flynn tried to hold her. She shoved him off. The entire thing was perfect. Every detail. Every reaction. And now, the priceless expression she wore when he tried to drive her home and she rejected him in front of everyone. That alone was worth getting ash under my nails. “I am still replaying it,” I say, pulling Tom back up to kiss me again. “The look in her eyes. And Flynn’s. It was almo







