All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

The moment Talia spun around and threw herself into his arms, Quentin's heart stuttered. He stood frozen, with one hand suspended in midair, completely unsure of what to do with it.She was bouncing and laughing against his chest, clutching the pink bunny like a prized trophy.It took him a few seconds to recover, but by then, Talia had recovered too. The excitement drained from her face as she realized what she'd done, and she tried to pull away. She barely managed to create an inch of space before he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her right back.He pressed her firmly against his chest and held on tight, like he was afraid she'd disappear if he let go. "Talia, that's the first time you've ever hugged me on your own. You have no idea how happy that makes me. You do care about me."The more he talked, the tighter he held her. He closed his eyes and breathed her in.Talia couldn't push him off, so she gave up trying.She could admit it to herself—that hug had been pure ins

Quentin had always kept his head low around Garrett—deferential, respectful, never overstepping. But not this time. This time, he lifted his chin and met Garrett's eyes without a trace of deference.Talia tugged at the back of his shirt from behind him. Quentin felt it. He lowered his hand and found hers, slick with sweat, and held on.His voice was calm but firm. "I'd appreciate it if you took back what you said about Talia. She hasn't done anything wrong. If someone needs to take responsibility here, it should be me."Garrett's reply came cold and immediate. "Mr. Henderson, I'm dealing with my own sister. I don't think that's any of your business."Quentin didn't flinch. Right there in front of Garrett, he laced his fingers through Talia's and held her tight. She tried to pull free, but no matter how hard she tugged, his grip didn't budge.She could struggle all she wanted behind him. Quentin stood in front of her like a wall, tall and immovable.Garrett's question dripped with

Christian had been leaning back against the couch with his eyes closed. The moment he felt the warmth of Nancy's hand on his skin, they snapped open.His eyes were a mess of red veins, dense and tangled like a web. He gently pushed her hand away and said, "It's nothing."Nancy knew he was like this—cold, distant, guarded—but knowing it didn't make it hurt any less.Even though she could feel him pulling away, she pressed on. "I made soup. Let me bring you some."He hadn't planned on answering, but he didn't want to embarrass her, so he relented. "Sure."Nancy's face lit up, and she disappeared into the kitchen.A few minutes later, she came back with a bowl of soup. The aroma was rich and savory, and when he took a small sip, the flavor was perfectly balanced.Before he realized it, he'd finished the whole bowl.But as he set it down on the table, his mind drifted to Talia. She used to make him all kinds of soups, too. And he'd never once told her they were good.Now, out of n

The woman, Patty Malone, charged into the theater swinging the knife wildly, screaming at the top of her lungs."Where are you, Stewart? Get out here right now! You had the nerve to go after my man, you shameless little tramp!"Every head in the audience swiveled toward her at once, their faces full of confusion. The whispers started immediately."Who's she looking for? Who's Stewart?""Sounds like somebody's been sleeping with the wrong guy.""This is better than the movie, honestly."Talia's brows furrowed when the name registered. Stewart? Was this woman looking for her?Before she could think too hard about it, a man sitting two seats over shoved the woman beside him and hissed, "Move. Sit on the other side before she spots you."Talia turned just in time to see Crystal Stewart scramble out of her seat and duck to the far end of the row. But Patty caught the movement instantly.She raised the knife and pointed it straight at the fleeing Crystal. "There you are! I've been l

The theater hadn't fully emptied yet, and Quentin was fighting his way upstream from the entrance, pushing through the rush of people fleeing toward the doors.He moved against the current like a break of light cutting through the dark. The moment Talia saw him, she felt her heart slam against her ribs. Her eyes stung with tears almost instantly.Quentin spotted her too, and the panic on his face was immediate. He was still too far away to reach her, but his voice carried over the noise, steady and warm despite the urgency behind it."Talia, don't be scared. I'm here. I'm coming to get you, just hold on."His voice alone was enough. The terror knotting itself through her chest loosened the second she heard him.Her leg screamed with pain at every movement, but she braced herself against the seatbacks and inched her way toward him, one step at a time.Quentin reached her within seconds. He didn't say a single word. He just scooped her up into his arms.Patty was still behind them