All Chapters of Torn between two brothers: One last wish : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter42 The evening air clung to my skin as I stepped outside, my heart heavier than I wanted to admit. I had excused myself from Adrian and lingered behind to text Mirabel: "We’re here. At the spot to your left." The reply came quickly: "Good. I’ll be there soon. Just stall him. And try to be normal." Normal. If only she knew how impossible that felt. Adrian and I sat beneath the gazebo. The silence between us wasn’t tense—it was thoughtful. Every now and then he’d glance at me, like he wanted to ask something but didn’t know how. Maybe he felt the way I did: like everything we knew was shifting under our feet. “Did you ever think about leaving all this behind?” he asked suddenly. I blinked. “What do you mean?” He leaned back against the bench. “Just disappearing. Living a quiet life. No secrets. No family drama. Just peace.” My lips curved sadly. “Every day.” His eyes met mine, and I saw something there—a longing I couldn’t explain, or maybe didn’t want to. That’s when I s

Chapter 44The house was unusually lively. Roderick’s relatives had come to visit, and the atmosphere was filled with forced smiles and silent tension. I moved through the crowd with a practiced calm—offering drinks, polite greetings, and wearing a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes.Unfamiliar faces surrounded me—faces that seemed to know me better than I knew them. From what was supposed to be a peace visit, it had turned into a mini party. I expected nothing less from Mrs. Miranda.Later in the evening, I found a moment alone with Adrian on the balcony. The moonlight cast warm shadows across his thoughtful face, and for a second, the noise inside faded.“I need to ask you something,” I said quietly, walking up to stand beside him.He turned to me, gentle concern in his eyes. “What’s wrong?”“Do you… do you really think Precillia is the one for you?”He looked away. Silence stretched between us before he finally answered, “Honestly, Camila, I don’t know. She’s kind, beautiful… bu

Chapter 46 The morning light crept hesitantly through the sheer curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the estate's quiet walls. Silence hung in the air like a held breath. Yet beneath that stillness, something had shifted—as if the house itself had witnessed what happened the night before and was now deciding whether to speak or remain silent. Camila stirred in the bed, her body tangled in sheets that still held traces of Roderick’s warmth. He was already gone—up before sunrise but the space he left behind thrummed with the echo of the night they shared. She reached out, brushing her fingers over the pillow where his head had rested. A faint smile flickered on her lips... until the weight of memory returned like a crashing wave. The door. The creak. The soft sound. Had it really happened? She sat up abruptly, heart thudding in her chest. Meanwhile, in the sitting room... Ryan sat curled up in the chair, his knees pulled to his chest and arms wrapped tightly around them

Chapter 48Camila’s POVThe news of my pregnancy spread faster than I could even process. One moment I was lying unconscious in the cold, dusty room of my kidnappers; the next, I was in a dimly lit bedroom back home, wrapped in a blanket, with Roderick pacing the floor like a lion trapped in a cage.“You shouldn’t have kept it from me, Camila,” he said in a strained voice, stopping to face me.I looked up from the steaming cup of tea Adrian had pressed into my hands minutes ago. My body ached in strange, unfamiliar ways, my head still foggy from the ordeal. But one truth burned through the haze — I was carrying Roderick’s child. That fact was as real as the pulse in my throat.“I needed time,” I whispered. “Time to understand what it means.”He turned toward the window, resting one hand against the glass while the other clenched at his side. “Time or not, they could have killed you.” His voice rose, sharp with frustration. “You were taken, Camila! Do you know what could’ve happened if

Chapter 50Author’s POVAria sat on the edge of her bed in the Clastu mansion, phone in hand, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. She dialed a number, clearing her throat before speaking in a calm, measured voice, perfectly imitating Camila.“Hello… it’s me Camila." She said. The voice on the other hand replied triled to her from her. "Wow Camila. It's been a while. How're you doing." She asked. "I'm really sorry for not reaching out lately but We need to meet, it's really urgent” Aria said softly, glancing at her reflection in the mirror. “Somewhere private. I’ll text you the address.”"Well ok. If it's really that important, I'll be there ok. I'll be expecting the address but I have to go now. See you later Camila." She hung up. A small smile curling on Aria's lips. One step closer. Few minutes later, she walked into the sitting room where the Clastu family except Adrian was gathered. She scanned the environment and saw how everyone was glued with either their phone or documents.