Todos os capítulos de Sins With My Ex's Father: Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

Kylie's POV (contd) “He did touch you on the head to check your temperature.”I froze with my hand still clutching the doorknob. My heart, which had been galloping in my chest, tripped over itself.“What?” I turned slowly, glaring at the healer.Did I hear him right?He touched me on the forehead and not elsewhere?He smirked, chewing on what looked like a tendon he’d yanked from another bone. And I suddenly remembered the kind of person he is — an individual who loved brewing drama. “Aye. When you weren’t waking up, he decided to place his hand on your forehead and check if you were burning up.”“You should have said that when I first asked you, shouldn’t you?” I glowered, yet he gave that infuriating, familiar smile.I told myself not to be angry with him. He’d done this several times already, and I wasn’t supposed to be so worked up about it.“You asked if he touched you. Placing a hand on you is a form of touching, isn’t it? Skin-to-skin contact… Or… does it have another meaning

Kyle's POV"What's that?" I subconsciously asked, and Rain immediately explained, her voice light, clearly enjoying every moment of this. "It's also called Synsepalum dulcificum. It's a tiny red fruit that makes sour foods taste sweet. And then, there's Mangosteen — called the 'queen of fruits,' with deep purple skin and snow-white flesh. It has healing properties. It was my favorite fruit, hehe~.""Wowww..." was all I could say. "Yes! They're a sight worth seeing. There's also Jabuticaba, which grows directly on the trunk of its tree, looking like black grapes hugging the bark. Very mystical-looking. And then.... there's Black Sapote (Chocolate Pudding Fruit). It's green on the outside, but the flesh is dark and sweet like pudding. Honestly, the list is endless. Oh, and there's also Cloudberry. It's golden and soft, almost like tiny glowing suns. Sigh, I wish I could have snapped some or something."I closed my eyes, imagining all the things she mentioned, my chest tightening with

Kylie’s POV“Not grateful,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “Never grateful. But we can take his betrayal, his cruelty, and turn it into power. Into purpose. Look at what we just felt.” I lifted my trembling hands, remembering the silver glow. “This gift isn’t his. It’s ours. It’s proof that even shattered hearts can still hold light.”Her breathing slowed inside me, her fury untangling, not gone, but not boiling like before.‘You think I should let him stand there? Let him look at us like he still owns us?’“No,” I whispered. “We don’t let him own a damn thing. Not our rage. Not our bodies. Not our gift. We stay in control, Rain. That’s how we win.”Silence stretched long and taut, like she was pacing inside me, weighing every word. Finally, she exhaled, a deep sigh that rippled through my chest.‘Fine. But if he tries nonsense or tries to hurt you, Kylie, I swear by the moon, I’ll shred him.’“Don't worry,” I whispered back. “We wouldn’t allow him to.”All these inner chats happene

Kylie's POV Well, in his maternal bloodline—I didn’t know much about the kind of people they were. However, they hurt Elijah and sided with someone like Cole, and that was enough to make it obvious they were birds of a feather, flocking together.The healer snorted, actually snorted, clearly unable to hold it in, but quickly masked it with a fake cough when Cole shot him a glare.Cole only turned back to me, his eyes warm, his lips curved into what I guess was supposed to be a tender smile. “You’re angry, I get it. I hurt you by rejecting you without considering how you would feel. I did it to punish you, actually, and you just showed me that you regretted your actions, so we can be back like before. Real men admit their mistakes, so I admit that I was wrong for not thinking about your situation and not believing in you. But now, I’m willing to take you back, and we’ll be good like before.” He paused for a heartbeat, like he wanted to fully pass his points across.“It’s okay for you

Third Person POVThe darkness pressed against her from all sides, suffocating and absolute. She couldn’t tell where the walls ended—or if there even were walls. There was only the endless, hollow quiet—and the weight of herself, dragging her down. Her knees were pulled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around them as though the tight coil could somehow hold together what remained of her sanity.She’d been alone for what felt like an eternity. The room didn’t even feel like a room anymore; it was just a void filled with her own relentless thoughts. The echoes of what she’d done bounced endlessly off the invisible walls. The vampire. His face. The way he had grinned when she followed his instructions. The way she had helped him track Kylie.The memory made her stomach twist. She’d justified it at first—survival, fear—but now, in the crushing silence, the excuses dissolved. There was no survival in betraying your best friend. Not really.She closed her eyes and tried to push it away, tri