Triplet Temptation: My stepbrothers are triplets のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 211 - チャプター 220

~MARCELLA~I wake up with a strange heaviness in my chest.It’s not sharp enough to hurt… not something I can point at and name. It just sits there, quiet and stubborn, like a feeling that refuses to leave even after sleep.For a few seconds, I don’t move.I just lie there, staring at the ceiling, watching the faint morning light creep through the curtains and paint soft lines across my room.My mind is blank and peaceful at first.Then reality settles in.And just like that… the feeling deepens.No joint class today.My lips press together slowly, my fingers tightening slightly against the bedsheet.Which means…No Lucas.No watching him.No him watching me.No accidental glances that linger too long.No silent battles across a classroom.No tension thick enough to choke on.No watching him try to act unaffected.No watching him fail.No chance to push him, to provoke him, to make him jealous.A quiet sigh escapes me before I can stop it, my chest rising and fal

~LUCAS~I shouldn’t have said all that to Stella.The thought doesn’t come gently. It hits me like something thrown straight at my head….sharp, unexpected, impossible to ignore. It lingers for half a second longer than I want it to… before I shove it away.Because the truth?I don’t regret it enough.Not enough to wish I could take it back. Not enough to feel guilty.Stella deserved every single word.Every. Single. One.Still… the look on her face when I said it…the way her eyes shattered, the way her hand trembled before she slapped me….the way the entire cafeteria went silent like the world itself paused just to watch her break…It lingers annoyingly.Like something stuck under my skin I can’t claw out.“Damn it,” I mutter under my breath, dragging my hand through my hair as I pace down the empty corridor.My footsteps echo too loudly against the walls, each one feeding the storm already building inside me. I shove my other hand into my pocket, but it doesn

~LUCAS~The sound of the engine roars louder, aggressive, like it’s not slowing down… like it’s not even trying to.The noise cuts through the night like a blade, too loud, too sudden, echoing off the empty street and bouncing inside my skull. It feels wrong immediately…..too deliberate, too directFor a split second, my brain doesn’t process it.It just… freezes.The light gets closer, and closer.Too close.I should step away, but I can't, as I just find myself frozen on the spot in shock and watching as the car comes faster and faster at me.“What the hell…..”My voice comes out quieter than I expect, almost swallowed by the roar of the engine, like even sound is afraid of what’s about to happen.My heart slams violently against my ribs as my body finally reacts, stumbling a step back, my breath catching in my throat.It’s not stopping.It’s not.The tires screech suddenly, loud and violent, cutting through the night as the car swerves hard, right in front

~LUCAS~I feel like something heavy is pressing against my skull… like I’m being dragged up from the bottom of a deep, suffocating ocean where everything is cold, silent, and endless.It feels like I’ve been down there for hours, days, maybe longer.Then something shifts….a flicker, a pull, and suddenly, I'm rising.Fighting my way back.The first thing I feel is pain….not sharp or sudden.But deep… aching… spreading through every inch of my body like it has settled into my bones and made a home there.It’s heavy, relentless and unforgiving.A low, broken groan slips past my lips before I can stop it, my face tightening slightly.“Fuck…..”My throat is dry, painfully dry, like I haven’t spoken in days. My voice comes out hoarse, cracked, almost unrecognizable.Even breathing feels… wrong, too heavy, too strained.My eyelids feel like they’re weighed down by something…..too heavy to lift.But I force them open anyway, just a little, and light hits me instantly….too bright, too harsh.It

~MARCELLA~Yesterday was terrible for me, and before I could sleep, I had to force myself, hoping that tomorrow morning comes with peace and calm to the storm in my heart and head.But morning comes slowly and painfully.It doesn’t rush in with light or warmth or peace that I want…. It creeps in, dragging me out of sleep.My eyes flutter open, but they don’t stay open for long. Everything feels heavy… my head, my body, even my chest.I let out a soft groan, turning slightly on the bed as if I could escape the weight pressing down on me. But it follows… clinging to me like a shadow I can’t shake off. I stare blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, trying to gather myself as I suddenly remember yesterday.God… yesterday.The image flashes in my head immediately…Lucas standing there in the rain, the look in his eyes… hurt, disbelief… and then me, getting into Albert’s car.I fucking left him in the rain, and went with Albert.The memory hits harder this time,