All Chapters of Till Death Do Us Apart: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“I went back to Royce’s factory yesterday,” she starts from there, deciding to tell him everything without leaving out a detail.“What?” he looks concerned by her words, and she nods.“I had found this… in his house, and wanted to use it to search his factory.” She passes him the blueprint that she had and continues.“But unfortunately, everything else matched the map, except the underground area I was looking for. I don't know how to find the place, but I'm sure that's where all his shady business takes place,” she explains confidently.“This… when did you get this and… how?” he asks, seemingly confused by it all.Of course, she had never told him of her plans before this.This is her chance to explain it all to him, though. “Listen, I was not planning to rush into this without telling you, but Royce found out about the success of my project. He somehow found out about the cure, and now he wants us to be business partners.”“That is…”“I know. I cannot allow that to happen, which is

Draco drives home and away from Raven and he hates himself. He hates that he left her alone like that, half-naked and confused in his car. But he had to. He can't lead her into something he can't finish. Something that will only hurt her more in the end. His hands grip the steering wheel tightly as he can still taste her on his lips. Can still feel her hands on his skin. It makes his chest ache. He's almost home now, just a few more blocks away and he can lock himself in his room and try to forget what happened tonight. Then the pain hits. A sharp and sudden stab in his chest. Like someone stuck a knife between his ribs and twisted it. He lets out a gasp and the car swerves on the road slightly. He can't breathe. The pain is getting worse, then his vision starts to blur and his heart is racing so fast it feels like it might explode. He knows that something is wrong. Something is very wrong. Only one link comes to mind at that moment. Carla. He knows what is going on insta

Royce pauses for a moment before shifting his gaze to the side, subtly avoiding eye contact.“It’s nobody important,” he answers gruffly.Obviously, telling her who it is would only blow his cover since he had already previously informed her that Scott is dead.Besides, all he needs from her is the cure and she can continue with her night like he was never here.Raven eyes him in disbelief. She knows that there is something going on here, because why would he practically break into her apartment and reveal a hint of his true character just because of “nobody important”?“Doesn’t it even matter who needs it? Where do your priorities lie? Isn’t it to save lives?” he asks with an unreadable expression.She pauses at his words. “Of course I want to save lives—”“So?” He stares back at her with raised brows.Deep down Raven can recognize that he is trying to manipulate her and use her compassion for souls to push her to do his bidding.Yet, he’s right. Saving lives comes first and everythi

Raven awakes the next day with a whole new agenda.She has been so focused on finding Royce and working on the cure that she has forgotten the reason why she can be in this city in the first place.College.She hadn’t attended classes in a while, exams are right around the corner, and she's barely completed half of her courses.Which in simple terms means she is cooked if she doesn’t catch up in time.So she sets aside all thoughts of Royce and her cure for now, and makes her way to the college.The first class of the day is one she is still very familiar with, the topics switching allows her a moment of relief.Her reckoning is when she steps into her chemistry class. The same class that Professor McCall used to teach.There is a good-looking man dressed in slacks and a grey button-up standing in front of the class.“I’m your new professor, Clark Eastwood, and I’ll be taking you for the rest of the semester.”Oh? She raises a brow at the man, thinking him too young to be a professor,

Raven’s tears have long since dried up, streaks staining her cheeks with her swollen eyes as evidence of how much she had shed.She hasn’t moved from the spot for hours.She is feeling too much and too little at the same time.Just then she hears a knock on the door, her ears twitching at the sound. But she remains unmoving, sticking to the same spot.At first, she ignores the knocking, numbly resting her chin on her folded arms on her knees.Then she hears a familiar voice.“Raven!”Mum?She perks up at the familiar voice of her mother, reverberating through the door accompanied by extra knocks.Pushing herself to her feet, she finally forces herself to leave her room, her feet padding softly against the floor as she walks to the door.She pulls it open, meeting the gaze of her mother on the other side.“Raven, my child,” her mother’s voice shakes as she takes in the sight of her daughter.“Come in, Mum.” Raven pulls the door wider, still slightly stunned at the sight of her. Her mo