Lahat ng Kabanata ng COLLISION-Revenge Of A Broken God: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Dahlia's POV.Day eight of bed rest.The days of bed rest were wearing me down. It had been eight days since the incident, and I was tired. Tired of staying indoors, tired of replaying that fateful day in my head. They said I almost drowned, but it felt like more. I didn’t want to remember it, didn’t want to recall how my own mother had pulled me into the pool. They called it a hallucination, but I thought something else had gone wrong.I tried to let it go, to focus on something else. Like the movie in front of me. Who did that to me? Dorothy was my first guess. Ares was my second. He hated me, but he wasn’t there when I started hallucinating. He did show up when I almost drowned. Was that a warning? Payback for not meeting him at the cafeteria? But I’d gone to school with him that morning.Ares was a devil. No question. Yet, despite everything, I found myself wanting him to come and save me. It was a bitter realization, one that gnawed at my insides.Night had fallen, and I couldn’t

Dahlia's POVDay ten of bed rest.I found myself gazing aimlessly at the ceiling. The routine had become unbearably repetitive—wake up, take medicine, eat, and then lie down again. Ares' constant presence only intensified the monotony. His silent, watchful gaze was always on me, and with each passing day, I could feel his control tightening. I yearned for something, anything, to break the dull cycle.When a knock sounded at the door, I didn’t bother to respond. It creaked open regardless, and Ares walked in, his familiar grin lighting up the room. My heart skipped a beat, though I quickly hid my excitement. I had missed him, but I wasn’t about to let him know that.“Good morning,” he greeted me warmly as he approached my bed. In his hand was a single red rose, just like the one he’d brought the last time he visited. I reached out and took it from him without a word.“Another rose?” I remarked, trying to sound indifferent. “Aren’t you supposed to bring something different each time?”A

Ares' POVI could barely contain my excitement as I prepared for the day. Today was a crucial juncture in the elaborate plan I had been meticulously crafting for months. The thought of finally taking Dahlia to my mansion was exhilarating, almost overwhelming. Every detail of my outfit was chosen with precision; I wanted to be flawless. This wasn’t just about spending time with Dahlia; it was about seizing control and setting the stage for the final act of my scheme.Driving towards Dahlia’s house, I replayed the journey I had taken to break through her defenses. She had been a fortress of defiance and pain, completely closed off from the world. Yet, I had managed to see through her tough exterior and uncover the softer, more vulnerable side she had been so careful to hide. I had always viewed her as a caged bird, and now that I had unlocked that cage, I was beginning to see the real Dahlia—a tender, beautiful girl who had learned to protect herself behind a façade of strength.As I in

Dahlia's POV I sat by Ares' door, leaning against the cold wood as the night dragged on. The house was quiet, with only the occasional creak or the soft sound of the wind outside. I lost track of time, my mind spinning with feelings I couldn’t quite understand. The longer I sat there, the more tired I became, my thoughts drifting into a haze.Finally, as dawn began to break and light crept through the windows, I forced myself to stand up, my legs stiff from sitting too long. I let out a deep sigh and made my way to my room. Being close to Ares, even just outside his door, had felt necessary, like something I couldn’t ignore.Once I was in my room, I collapsed onto the bed, not even bothering to pull the covers over me. Exhaustion hit me hard, pulling me into sleep before I could resist. My eyes closed, and I was quickly lost to the dark world of dreams.But sleep didn’t bring any comfort. Instead, I found myself in a strange place, surrounded by thick fog. I called out, but my voice

Dahlia’s POVAfter grabbing the first swimsuit that caught my eye, I didn’t even bother to look at it. My mind was too clouded with anger and jealousy to care. I just needed to get out of his room. I clutched the swimsuit in my hand and stormed off to my room, my thoughts racing. I didn’t even notice Aris giggling softly behind me, likely amused that I had picked something so revealing without even realizing it.As I reached my room and slammed the door shut, I could feel the tension in my chest. What was I doing, feeling this way? It wasn’t like Ares and I were anything more than neighbors. Maybe we flirted a little, but that didn’t give me the right to be angry about what I saw in his wardrobe. But the thought of another girl being in his room, trying on those clothes, left a bitter taste in my mouth. I hated how much it bothered me.I threw the swimsuit onto my bed and finally took a good look at it. My heart sank as I realized just how sexy it was. The fabric was a deep, rich shad