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Chapter 25 ~ In her room
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The Top Boy Is My Mate Chapter 46 ~ Shattered confessions
Zara I could hear my breathing, harsh and ragged, as I watched him swallow hard and look away. We walked to the edge of the east courtyard, away from the bustle of students streaming toward the lunch hall. The marble fountain beside us gurgled softly, water splashing over moss-stained stone, filling the silence between us. Jace let go of my wrist and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes darting away as if searching for the right words. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves overhead, carrying the faint scent of pine and smoke from the kitchen chimneys. “That night… after you passed out,” he began, his voice cracking slightly, “I… I didn’t just leave you there.” My heart squeezed painfully in my chest. “Then what happened?” He closed his eyes for a moment, taking in a shaky breath before meeting my gaze again. “When Alex said she’d send someone to come get you… I didn’t believe her. I returned later and waited. I stayed close, hiding by the rose archway. Minutes passed… no one came.
The Top Boy Is My Mate Chapter 45 ~ The unspoken
Eloise My breath came in ragged gasps. My legs burned from the adrenaline, and every footstep seemed to echo louder in the empty hallway. I had to get out, away from that suffocating room, away from the professor’s words still lingering in my ears. My fingers tingled as I pressed them against my lips, trying to wipe away the phantom touch of his stale breath when he leaned too close. The corridor lights flickered overhead, painting white stripes across the walls as I ran. Every flicker felt like a spotlight on my shame. On my fear. I turned the corner too quickly, my shoes skidding on the polished floor. And then—Bang! I slammed straight into someone, hard enough that I stumbled back and fell to the ground. My elbow smacked painfully against the tiles, sending shockwaves up to my shoulder. I braced myself for impact, but instead, I landed on something warm and firm. A muffled curse followed as a warm hand gripped my arm, steadying me. “Zara!” The voice was familiar—Jace. My bre
The Top Boy Is My Mate Chapter 44 ~ The proposition
Zara “Mira…. Blackwood.” He paused, a thin smile playing at his lips. “Do you remember what we talked about last time?” My stomach twisted into knots. Talked about…? My memory scrambled, trying to connect the dots through the haze of exhaustion and confusion. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling the stiff hem of my uniform skirt brush against my knees. He tilted his head slightly, as if amused by my silence. Then his smile widened just enough to show even white teeth. “Oh, wait… I almost forgot. You’re Zara now, aren’t you? Not Mira anymore.” My lungs froze in my chest. The way he said Mira made it sound like a secret he’d been keeping just for himself, tucked away in a hidden drawer of his mind. “I—Professor, I think you’re mistaking me for someone else,” I croaked out, but the words felt limp and unconvincing even to me. He chuckled softly, the sound scraping against my ears like sandpaper. “I wonder why you decided to change your name and everything about yourself. Hm?” His gaze
The Top Boy Is My Mate Chapter 43 ~ Unanswered Letters
Zara Saturdays at Blackwood felt different. Not calmer. Never calm. But the noise slowed. The halls quieted, emptying into the weekend’s looser schedule. Professors retreated to their towers, leaving only the echo of distant footsteps. Breakfast tasted sweeter. The morning fog clung to the windowpanes longer, grey and soft like wool, making the castle feel more homely as though the stones themselves sighed in relief at a day of rest. I wished I could feel the same relief. But the questions kept scratching at the inside of my skull, demanding attention. I sat on the stone ledge of the corridor window, knees pulled up to my chest, chin resting on them as I watched faint streaks of the morning sun cut through the fog outside. Below, the training fields lay empty. Above, ravens nested against the battlements, their black feathers shifting like restless thoughts. My phone burned in my hand. It was one of the few days calls were allowed out. Saturdays only, for a short window before c
The Top Boy Is My Mate Chapter 42 ~ Breakup Revelation
Zara The next morning. My knees burned on the rough stone as I scrubbed algae from the courtyard fountains with frozen fingers. Students filed past on their way to breakfast, some whispering, some laughing outright. I hated how cold the marble tiles felt beneath my knees as I scrubbed the stubborn desk dirt off. My fingers were already numb, soap bubbles gathering under my nails. The early sun cast weak gold across the courtyard, illuminating drifting pollen motes like dusted sparks. I shivered, ignoring the ache in my spine as I bent lower, trying to finish this section before breakfast ended. A harsh laugh rang out again behind me. My shoulders tensed instantly. I didn’t have to turn to know who it was. “Well, look who’s working so hard this morning,” Nova drawled, her shadow falling over me. I smelled her expensive vanilla-rose perfume before I saw her glittering loafers step into view. “Don’t you have somewhere better to be?” I muttered, keeping my gaze glued to the tiles as
The Top Boy Is My Mate Chapter 41 ~ The sliver room trap
Zara I didn’t plan to confront her after Gymnastics. My thighs burned from a dozen failed aerial flips, my palms chalk-dusted and trembling as I packed my shoes into my duffel bag. But when I saw Alex brushing her hair out at the mirror, all calm and radiant as if her entire life wasn’t a festering lie, the words spilled out before I could leash them. “Why did you drug me at the masked event?” She paused mid-stroke, her brush still tangled in her pale curls. Slowly, she turned, lips parting into a small amused smile. “Wow. Are we still on this?” I clenched my jaw so hard my teeth ached. “Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about. I woke up in Atlas’s room with no memory of what happened after your drink. What did you put in it?” She sighed dramatically, tossing her brush onto the shelf and turning fully to face me. “Paranoia suits you, Zara. Really, it does. But if you want proof I didn’t poison your precious virtue or whatever tragic theory you’ve built, follow me aft
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