All Chapters of Love's eternal blaze : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The night wasn't going exactly as Adele had planned in her head. She had planned to sit as far as she could from Tristan but she was forced by her mother to sit right next to him. She wanted nothing more than to blend into the background at the grand dinner her foster parents had arranged, even planned her escape from it entirely, an early retreat back to her isolated corner of the family mansion but when her foster mom, Elena Reid, placed a hand on her shoulders and pointed it to the seat beside Tris, Adele knew her plans were shattered. Reluctantly, she had sat next to Tristan. Throughout the entire dinner, she tried to keep her gaze downwards or on her plate, avoiding Tristan's presence and her parents penetrating stares. But it was impossible to ignore him entirely, all through the dinner, Tristan's hands kept finding it's way under the table. She could feel his hands trailing on her thighs in a way that made her stomach twist while she tried as much as she could to keep a straig

The sound was sharp and violent and for a split second, everything froze. He grimaced in pain as his hands flew to the wound in his head where the bottle had landed, his face a mask of shock and rage. Adele did not wait for him to recover from the first hit, she smashed another bottle, harder this time, the bottle scattering in impact. Tris eyes rolled back as he fell to the ground, unconscious this time. Adele's breath came in ragged gasps. She didn't have time to process what had happened, every second felt like eternity. She looked down at him, his face smeared in blood, unconscious and she knew she had to get out. There would be no more waiting for the right moment, she had to escape now. She covered her torn clothes with her coat and frantically rifted through Tris' pocket until she found his car keys and some wad of cash. She stood up immediately she had collected all she would need, panic simmering through her calm exterior but she had to push it back forcing herself to

The glass flew across the room, narrowly missing Zachary Reid's head and shattering against the wall in an explosion of crystal shards. For a second, the room stood still, frozen in shock at the violent outburst. Zachary barely blinked, remaining stoic as he felt the stray pieces brush against his cheek. " What the hell do you mean she hasn't come home?" Tris roared, his voice filled with venom. His face was flushed, his jaw clenched, and his fists were balled so tightly his knuckles had turned bone white." Are you f***ing dumb? Why would that f***ing sl*t crawl back here after pulling a stunt like this?" Tris yelled. His laughter was cold, hollow a sound that made the hairs on Zachary's neck stand on end. " That pathetic little sl*t probably thinks she's gotten away." He had been found in his pool of blood ten minutes after Adele left. The threat hung heavily in the room, pressing down like the weight of a coming storm. Zachary didn't flinch. As he observed Tris' boiling rage, he

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Adele spotted a faint light in the distance. Her steps quickened as she realized it was an inn, a small, modest building with a wooden sign swinging in the breeze. Relief flooded her as she approached, and she quickly stepped inside, desperate to escape the biting cold outside.The warmth inside was immediate, wrapping around her like a comforting blanket. The inn was dimly lit, with a small fireplace crackling in the corner and a handful of tables scattered around. Behind the counter stood a short, stout woman with rosy cheeks and graying hair, her gaze sharp as it flicked up to meet Adele’s.“How can I help ya?” the woman asked, her thick Scottish accent rolling off her tongue with surprising warmth.Adele straightened, trying to compose herself. “A room, please,” she managed, her voice steady despite the exhaustion clawing at her.The woman’s eyes narrowed, and her lips curled into a knowing smirk. “A

The next morning, Adele woke early, her resolve steeling with the sunrise. She knew exactly what she had to do next. The events of the last few days had left her on edge, and every shadow seemed like a potential threat. She couldn't stay in the city, not with the Reid family's influence hanging over her like a storm cloud. Her best chance lay in the past, in a place she hadn't seen in years. Tanakan.Tanakan was a small, quiet town, nestled an hour away by train. More importantly, it was home to the orphanage where Adele had spent the earliest years of her life. Sister Beatrice, the kindhearted nun who had cared for Adele during her childhood, was still there or at least Adele hoped she was. If anyone could offer her shelter, guidance, and anonymity, it would be Sister Beatrice.Adele worked quickly, packing what little she had into a borrowed bag. The bag itself was worn, the seams frayed, but it would do. She carefully folded her limited clothes, a few plain shir