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Chapter 103 — As Long as I Breathe
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Remember me naked Chapter 104 — A Room Above the World
LYRAThe sky is an almost insolent blue this morning; from up here on the top floor, it seems vast, infinite, as if the world below no longer really exists. The sounds of the city do not reach us. There is only the gentle hum of the air conditioning and Alexandre's steady breathing, sitting next to me, his hand resting on mine.I am still lying down, but the bed is slightly raised, and I can look at him. He has that concentrated, almost serious expression when his fingers brush distractedly against my skin, as if he is checking that I am really here. — What are you thinking about? I ask him.He draws a smile that breaks the gravity.— About you, about the fact that I never want to see you in a hospital bed again.I laugh softly, but that laughter quickly merges into a sigh. I know he doesn't say that to tease me. Since everything we've been through, he protects me as if I were made of porcelain. And, in a way, that reassures me.A discreet knock at the door interrupts our silence. Th
Remember me naked Chapter 103 — As Long as I Breathe
CASSANDRAThe tears have dried up.In their place, a dry, sharp emptiness settles in my chest. A silence that is not rest, but a tension ready to burst.Alexandre has erased me from his life.He said he never wanted to see me again.And behind that sentence… there is her. Always her: Lyra.I pronounce her name in my head and I feel my jaws clench until it hurts. Her face imposes itself on me, even as I distort it. I imagine her with that fragile look that pleases Alexandre so much, with eyes that shine as if she understands everything, as if she has won because she is better.But I know. I know she is just a thief. An intruder who has taken what was mine.I no longer cry. I no longer have time for that.Now, only one thing remains.Hatred.It flows through my veins like hot poison. And, strangely, it gives me strength. My heart beats faster. My breath becomes more regular. I could almost smile.I sit up in bed. The police officers throw me a distracted glance. To them, I am just anoth
Remember me naked Chapter 102 — The White Walls
CASSANDRAThey tore me away from him. Like tearing a piece of still living flesh.I cry, I sob like those who burn, who dig into their cheeks, who strangle their throats until it hurts. My breath is ragged, my body trembles as if I am cold, even though it is too hot. I can still feel his eyes on me, even though I know he was no longer looking at me.I screamed. I pleaded. I said everything I could say. And nothing changed. Nothing will change. And yet... I do not regret it. Not for a second.I acted as I should have. To keep him. To protect us. To prevent her from taking everything. I repeat this to myself like a mantra, like an invisible shield. Even if this shield is cracked everywhere.The police car pulls me into a tomb-like silence. The windows blur past, and behind them, the city dissolves. I want to bang against the glass, to scream again. But my hands are numb from the handcuffs, my wrists hurt, and my head buzzes.Halfway there, my body decides that it's too much. My legs
Remember me naked Chapter 101 — The Price of Truth
ALEXANDREI hold her in my arms, and nothing else exists, nothing but the warmth of her skin, the sweet scent of her hair against my face, the feverish pressure of her lips against mine, this kiss that lasts and lasts, like a vine wrapped around my breath, like a thread being rewoven after being torn too harshly.She no longer trembles.I do.Because I’m afraid she’ll slip away from me, once again, any second now, that she’ll pull back, fade away, remember too strongly, doubt, push me away. But no. Her arms wrap around me, her mouth seeks mine like a promise whispered in the dark, and my heart, that rebellious traitor, beats like in the early hours, as if I were becoming that crazy man who loved her to death again.I feel like crying.But I kiss her again.Again, and again, as if to catch up on lost time, the silences, the absences, the mistakes, the wounds. Every heartbeat against her skin is a forgiveness. Every shared sigh, a confession. I don’t know how many minutes pass, maybe an
Remember me naked Chapter 100 — To Forgive, Perhaps
DANIELI stand there, frozen, unable to move, unable to speak, as if her words had nailed me to the ground, as if her voice, in its trembling fragility, had suddenly illuminated everything, shattered everything, disarmed everything.Lyra did not scream, she did not beg, she spoke as one bleeds, slowly, painfully, in silence, but with a truth that leaves no room for pride, no room for anger.I ache inside my chest, that dull pain that cannot be relieved, that regret that clings to the throat, that bitter remorse of not having seen, not having heard, not having been there at the right moment.And I finally understand.I understand that I did not come for her, not really, not entirely. I came for myself. To save what little hope, dream, of what we could have been, as if I could fix everything with a word, a presence, a glance, as if she still belonged to me a little, somewhere.But she does not belong to me.She does not belong to us.And I have to say it.I take a step toward her, slowl
Remember me naked Chapter 99 — The Other Fight
DANIELIt takes me just a few minutes to leave the office, to leave everything behind, and rush to the clinic.Lyra is hospitalized.The words still echo in me like a slap. Cold. Brutal. Torn from a barely intelligible call. I wasn’t given any details, just a name, a room, a floor. Maternity.Maternity.The word twists my heart. Maternity, when everything in me was reaching out to her, to a future I barely dared to hope for. I had thought I still had time. I had thought she was not yet lost to me.I was wrong.I walk through the hallways without seeing the faces, without responding to the questions, to the polite smiles of the nurses. There’s a buzzing in my ears, a kind of deaf beast that screams with mixed fear and rage.I finally arrive in front of the door. I open it without knocking.And I see him.Him.Alexandre Delcourt. His shadow. His poison. His greatest love and his greatest wound.He is there, close to her. His hand in hers. And Lyra… does not push him away.My heart break
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