Semua Bab Vows he doesn't remember : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Freedom Isn’t FreeCallumThe house was quiet—too quiet.I sat at my desk, fingers hovering over the keyboard, the glow of the screen casting long shadows across the room. The only sound was the faint hum of the refrigerator downstairs and the occasional creak of settling wood. Then—a scream. iris voice. Sharp. Terrified. My heart lurched. The chair clattered to the floor as i bolted up, my pulse roaring in my ears. “Iris?” I called out No answer. Only silence, thick and suffocating. My feet pounding against the stairs, I took them two at a time, my mind racing through a thousand horrors—*Was it an intruder? Had their son fallen? Was he hurt?* The hallway stretched endlessly before me, the door to the nursery slightly ajar. My breath came in ragged gasps as I skidded to a stop, hand slamming against the frame. The first thing I saw was the open window.The second—the overturned rocking horse.The third? The hollow emptiness in Iris's eyes as she realized what I already kne

The hospital smelled like sterile apologise. Callum lay unconscious in a private room, a dull monitor beeping beside him, I sat by his side holding his hand, with my head on the bed, Noah curled up himself on a chair sleeping after refusing to leave with with my sister Lia, unaware that his father nearly died on the happiest day of our lives.It wasn't just the poison that made me restless butthe message i found. "The Vow Still Stand".I sat up straight and held up the paper, the paper i found in Noah's pocket, it was as if the person wanted me to see it and that was why it was placed in noah's pocket. The ink was the same deep crimson as the original threat, the handwritting hasn't change, i remember the handwritting, it was the same as others and this time it wasn't a copycat, but the same person.Seraphine.But how? I asked myselfShe had been arrested, taken., but how? I asked myself again.Is she out of jail or is someone else carrying out her plans, i asked myself once more.The

ECHOES OF HER SINSWhen i saw the photo I stayed for minutes, i didn't scream when i saw it i didn't cry, i just sat there and stare at it, i memorize the angle, the lighting, the exact curve of my body in the blanket. Whoever took it had stood in my room while i slept, the person watched me breathe, watch me while i dream.I turned the back again reading the message "i'll make you forget for good" Signed Wren.The handwritting was elegant, familiar and cold.I didn't realise how long i sat there until camilla entered my room " I have been knocking for close to 5 minutes Iris" she said immediately she got in. I didn't answer her making her come closer to me and take the photo from me." He's escalating" she said "This isn't obsession anymore Iris. It's war" I finally look up at her " How do we win against a man who erase people for a living" I asked her.She knelt down beside me, cigarette between her fingers. "You don't fight a memory with a memory. You fight it with truth"" But wha

The Wedding That Wasn’tWRITER POVThe sunlight spilled through the tall windows of the Thorne estate, soft and golden, brushing over Iris’s bare shoulder like a whispered promise.She stirred slowly, blinking against the warmth of morning. For a heartbeat, she didn’t know where she was. But the heavy arm curled around her waist, the scent of musk and cedar, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her spine — it grounded her.Callum.They were back in the master bedroom. Not the cold, sterile guest wing where she’d been kept before. This one still held the ghost of their past — old memories, a worn photograph tucked behind the mirror, the faint indentation in the mattress where she used to lie curled beside him.She opened her eyes to see him watching her“You’re staring,” she murmured, smiling, her voice hoarse from sleep.“I’m memorizing,” he said. “I lost the right to stare a long time ago.”She sat up in the bed and turned toward him, her fingers brushing his jaw. The bruises fr

SHADOWS IN THE BLOODLINEJOINT POVIRIS:I stared at the file long after Camilla left, my hands had gone numb. Noah, my son, they recorded everything, every words, every time stamp, everytime he plays, laugh, giggle, cry, sleep, everything was reccorded, they had monitor his emotiopns, documented how he listens to music, to my voice, to fear.I just stayed staring into space, my head hurts trying to understand, my heart ache because my womb have been the begining of an experiment. Worst of all the ring on my finger felt heavier than gold. My whole body buzzed like i have been dipped in electricity.I didn't know when i started shedding tears until it dropped on my hand and the files, everything i have done to protect my son was in vain, this was about rewritting my bloodline, this wasn't about erasing my memory anymore.CALLUM:I watched from the upper corridor as iris stood in the moonlit greenhouse, she held the files camilla have given to her against her chest like shield, her shou