บททั้งหมดของ Broken by One, Desired by All : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Miles' Point Of View He tried to smile, weak but genuine, and something in my chest pulled painfully tight. I hadn’t realized until now how close I was leaning. Our faces… our noses nearly touched. I could feel his breath against my lips, warm despite his exhaustion. My hand was still on his pillow, supporting me, but all I could think about was how easily I could close that tiny distance… a shadow shifted at the corner of my vision. Ronan. He stood by the door, his face carved with tension, his eyes locked on us like a predator watching prey. I felt the air in the room shift. His expression darkened instantly at the sight of how close I was to Zane, like a stormcloud blotting out the light. He strode forward, each step heavy, controlled. I could almost hear his teeth grinding. But before he could say anything, before he could even lean close… “I’m fine,” Zane said quickly, turning his head slightly toward him. His voice was still soft, weak, but there was enough firmness in it t

Zane's Point Of ViewThe words Miles had spoken clung to my chest like chains, each syllable dragging me further into an abyss I didn’t want to face. Ronan’s family… My heart hammered violently, pounding against my ribs as though it wanted to escape the cage of my body. My throat was so tight I could barely breathe, the air scraping painfully in and out of my lungs.“No… that can’t be right.” My voice cracked, raw and desperate, as I shook my head over and over like a man drowning who refused to let go of the surface. “Miles, there has to be a mistake. Tell me you’re wrong. Tell me this is just… some coincidence. You can’t mean what you’re saying.”But Miles didn’t soften the blow. His jaw was clenched, his eyes firm yet full of regret. “Zane,” he said quietly, “I wouldn’t have told you if I wasn’t certain. The residue was unmistakable. The academy has already confirmed it.”My vision blurred, as though the world itself recoiled from me. A deep, splintering ache spread through my skul

Zane's Point Of View Ronan’s voice cracked through the silence again, his tone uncharacteristically pleading. “Zane, just… listen to me. I’m telling you the truth. I swear on my blood, on my life, give me time to investigate this. Don’t throw away everything between us over something we don’t fully understand.” His eyes searched mine, desperate, almost raw. It should have made me falter. It should have softened the iron wall I had built inside my chest. But all I could feel was the weight of betrayal pressing down on me, suffocating me. “You keep saying time,” I muttered bitterly, my fists tightening at my sides. “Time to investigate, time to explain, time to hide behind excuses. Tell me, Ronan, how much time would I have had left if that magic had killed me? None.” He flinched at my words, but before he could speak, the sound of footsteps broke through the tension. A cluster of figures began to appear from the far end of the hall, their voices carrying softly before they even rea

Zane's Point Of View Miles cut her off with a sharp gesture. “I am not ‘siding’ with anyone. I am upholding the law. If you wish to avoid harsher punishment, you will apologize. To Zane.” The classroom collectively sucked in a breath. All eyes turned to her. Alisa’s jaw dropped, her face flaming with outrage. “What?!” Miles’s tone hardened. “You heard me. Apologize.” For a moment she just stood there, trembling with indignation. Then she tried a different tactic. She tilted her head, her voice dropping into a sugary tone. “Miles… surely you’re joking with me? You wouldn’t actually make me humiliate myself in front of all these people, would you?” She pouted, her voice soft, almost childlike. “I’ve always admired you. I know you wouldn’t be so cruel…” But Miles’s expression didn’t waver. If anything, his eyes grew colder. “My decision stands.” The sweetness vanished from her face in an instant. Her hands curled into fists at her sides. “This… this is ridiculous! You expect me t

Zane's Point Of View A bitter chuckle almost escaped my lips. Half-dead? Maybe. But I was tired of being ridiculed by everyone. This trial is very important to me, and I must not fail, if I want to change their opinion about me.The classroom emptied quicker than I expected. Groups were already forming around me, chatter bouncing off the stone walls as everyone scrambled to secure allies. It was like watching predators sniff out the weakest prey, deciding who to hunt with and who to hunt down.Laughter, whispered deals, handshakes, everywhere I looked, it was a frenzy.I sat at my desk, tapping the edge with my finger. I should’ve felt the same urgency as them. Hell, maybe I did. But there was this weight pressing on my chest, the kind you can’t just shake off.Charlie leaned over from his seat, his mop of messy brown hair falling into his eyes. “Guess this is the part where everyone pretends they actually like each other.”I gave him a sideways glance. “You’re not wrong.”He smirked