All Chapters of WHY ME: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

**The Name That Changed Everything**A Name from the ShadowsAyesha’s breath caught in her throat.The room felt smaller, heavier.She had spent years believing that Safiya was the enemy.That everything—the Hollow Order, the experiments, the betrayals—led back to her.But now?Now Safiya was telling her otherwise.And Ayesha wasn’t ready."Say it again," she ordered.Safiya smiled softly.She knew this moment would come."Kier Malik."Silence.Zayn and Adrian exchanged glances.The name meant nothing to them.But to Ayesha?It felt like a ghost.Something hidden in the cracks of her past.Something she had never questioned.Until now.The Architect of Everything"Kier Malik," Ayesha repeated, voice low."Who is he?"Safiya’s expression darkened."He is the real architect."Ayesha’s fingers tightened into fists."You’re lying."Safiya chuckled."Oh, my dear. I never lie."She took a slow step forward."You thought I was in control of The Hollow Order?"She shook her head."I was just

** The Monster They Created**The Descent Into the UnknownAyesha led the way through the dark, sterile corridors of the Genesis Facility, her grip tight on her weapon.This wasn’t just another mission.This was personal.Forty-eight hours.That was all they had before Project 03 was completed.Before something stronger than her was unleashed.She wasn’t going to let that happen.Not now.Not ever.Zayn’s voice came through the comms. "We’re in position."Priya’s fingers flew across the keyboard in the security room. "I’m shutting down external communications. If Kier tries to call for backup, he’s going to get nothing but static."Adrian cracked his knuckles. "Good. Let’s finish this."Ayesha took a slow breath.Then she pushed open the final door.And stepped into the unknown.The Lab of NightmaresThe room was massive, lined with towering glass cylinders filled with a glowing blue liquid.And inside them?Ayesha felt her stomach turn.Rows of humans—if you could call them that.The

** The Betrayal Within**Unmasking the TraitorAyesha’s fingers tightened around the list, her breath coming slow and controlled as she stared at the name at the bottom.A name she recognized.A name that shouldn’t be there.Her gaze lifted, scanning the faces around her. Zayn, Priya, Adrian—all looking back at her with a mix of concern and curiosity.She swallowed hard. "One of them is here."Adrian frowned. "What do you mean?"Ayesha took a slow breath and slid the paper across the table.Adrian’s eyes widened the moment he saw the name. "No way."Zayn leaned in, his jaw tightening. "That’s not possible. It has to be a mistake."But Ayesha knew better.Priya’s fingers hovered over the keyboard. "If this is real… then they’ve been inside our team this entire time."Silence.The weight of Damien’s words settled over them like a dark cloud. The room felt smaller, the air thick with tension. Ayesha’s pulse pounded in her ears as she kept her gun trained on him, her finger hovering over

**The Ghost of the Past**Ayesha’s pulse thundered in her ears.She couldn’t move.She couldn’t speak.Because standing before her, alive and breathing, was a woman who had died years ago.Her sister.Zayn’s gun was up in a flash. “Ayesha?” His voice was tight, uncertain.Ayesha barely heard him. Her mind reeled.This wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be.She had buried this part of her past.She had grieved. She had bled.And yet—“Still slow to react, little sister?” The woman tilted her head, dark eyes gleaming with amusement. “Some things never change.”Ayesha’s fingers tightened around her gun.Her body screamed at her to shoot. To move. To do something.But she couldn’t.Because standing in front of her wasn’t just anyone.It was Reva.Her older sister.The sister who had died in a fire that Ayesha had started.The Fire That Changed EverythingYears ago, before Ayesha became who she was now, before she even knew the truth about her past—She had been someone else.She had been a girl

**A Moment to Remember**The early morning sun spilled through the curtains, painting the room in a soft, golden glow. The air was cool, with the promise of a new day, yet the warmth of the previous night lingered. Emma lay on her side, her head resting on Lucas's chest, her hand curled gently around his. His steady heartbeat was a comforting rhythm beneath her ear, a sound that felt like home.Last night had been different. There had been no grand gestures, no forced confessions—just the quiet, tender moments they shared as they talked, laughed, and simply enjoyed each other's company. It had been the kind of night they both needed, a chance to reconnect, to find each other again after so much time apart. She could feel the love between them growing stronger, like a thread weaving their hearts closer together."I don't want to leave," Emma whispered, her voice barely a breath, her fingers tracing small circles on his chest. "Not today, not ever."Lucas's hand gently cradled the back