All Chapters of Becoming Blue : Chapter 141 - Chapter 148

Blue sat on the edge of the bed, the sheets tangled around his waist, his eyes staring blankly at the wall. The storm outside cracked against the glass like it was echoing the one in his chest. Everything had been spiraling since the confrontation at the gala. Every word, every glance, every secret revealed left him standing on unstable ground, torn between the man he had always been and the man he was becoming.Ezra’s voice still lingered in his head, soft but heavy with meaning: “You can’t keep running, Blue. Not from me. Not from yourself.”Blue had wanted to deny it, to push him away with that wall he had perfected over the years. But Ezra wasn’t someone who crumbled under rejection. He was stubborn, patient, and dangerous all at once—because he saw Blue in a way no one else ever had.And then there was Adrian.Adrian’s devotion wasn’t a choice—it was instinct. It was the kind of loyalty that wrapped itself around Blue’s soul and refused to let go. Adrian never demanded words or d

The night air was heavy with silence, the kind that seemed to press down on every breath, making it harder to think, harder to move. Blue stood at the edge of the balcony, staring at the city lights that stretched endlessly below like tiny, mocking stars. His hands gripped the railing so tightly his knuckles turned white.He had been here before—this place, this emotion, this fragile line between surrender and defiance. But tonight, everything was different. Tonight, the truth was no longer something he could bury beneath alcohol, behind casual smiles, or in the warmth of temporary lovers. Tonight, the truth demanded to be spoken, and it demanded blood if necessary.Behind him, soft footsteps approached. He didn’t turn. He didn’t need to—he would know that voice anywhere, would recognize that presence in a crowd of thousands.“Blue…” The sound of his name, spoken like a plea, cracked through the suffocating silence. Elijah’s voice was low, careful, like he was approaching a wounded an

The storm that had been brewing between them for so long was finally starting to break.Blue lay awake that night, staring at the faint cracks of moonlight filtering through the curtains. Her heart was racing, not from fear or secrets anymore, but from the heavy silence that filled the space between her and Adrian.He was in the same room—just a few feet away—but it felt like an entire world separated them.“Adrian,” she whispered into the dark.A pause, then his deep voice rumbled, low and hoarse. “You should be asleep, Blue.”“I can’t,” she admitted, rolling onto her side so she could face him. “Not when there’s still so much unsaid between us.”He turned toward her. The faint moonlight brushed across his face, revealing the turmoil carved into his features. For all his strength, his composure, his carefully built walls—he looked vulnerable in that moment.“Everything has been chaos since the beginning,” Adrian murmured. “Secrets, lies, danger. I kept pushing you away because I thou

The night was quiet, but inside Blue’s chest, a storm raged.He stood on the balcony of the penthouse, the city lights flickering like a thousand tiny stars against the dark canvas of the night sky. His hands gripped the railing so tightly his knuckles turned white. The sharp evening breeze tugged at his hair, but nothing could cool the fire building in his veins.It had been three days since he’d seen Alex. Three long, excruciating days that felt like an eternity. Every second away from him was a war—between reason and obsession, pride and love, control and surrender. Blue had built his life on walls of steel, but Alex had broken through every barrier with nothing but his laugh, his stubbornness, his damn heart that refused to let Blue drown in his own darkness.And now?Now Alex was gone.Blue tilted his head back, staring at the endless black sky, and for the first time in years, he felt small. Vulnerable. Alone.The phone in his pocket buzzed again. He didn’t need to check to know