All Chapters of A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The house had gone quiet hours ago, but I couldn’t sleep.I lay on my back in Ella’s guest room, staring at the faint shadows crawling across the ceiling, listening to the hum of the old air conditioner. My body begged for rest, but my mind wouldn’t stop replaying one thing the kiss. Adrien’s lips on mine. The warmth of his hand cupping the back of my neck. The way my heart had leapt, as if it had been waiting for that moment all along.It should’ve been simple. It should’ve been wrong.But it wasn’t either. It was… something else. Something that left me restless and uneasy in my own skin.I pressed the heel of my hand against my chest, as if I could calm the erratic beating beneath. It had been hours, yet I could still feel him his scent, the heat of his body close to mine, the quiet tremor in his breath when we broke apart.And the look in his eyes.God, that look. Like I was the most precious thing he’d ever held.But instead of comfort, it left me drowning in confusion.Was this w

The knock still echoed in my ears, though it had already faded into silence. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, just sat frozen on the couch while Ella moved to the door. She glanced back at me once, curiosity flickering across her face, then pulled the door open. And there he was. Adrien. His presence hit me like a punch, not because he was imposing but because he was him. Tall and steady, hair slightly mussed from the wind outside, eyes that burned with something I couldn’t look at too long. His gaze went immediately past Ella searching, landing on me. I swallowed hard. My hands gripped the couch cushions like they were the only thing keeping me anchored. Hi,” Adrien said quietly, almost tentative, like he wasn’t sure if he’d be welcomed. Adrien,” Ella greeted him warmly, stepping aside. “Come in. Ryan’s been… restless all day.” She shot me a knowing look that made my stomach twist. I wanted to protest deny it, but my throat was too tight.

Adrien’s POVThe moment Adrien opened the front door, his gut sank. Daniel stood there, all polished charm and easy confidencecarrying a small bouquet of flowers like he belonged in the picture.Morning,” Daniel greeted smoothly. “I heard Ryan was discharged yesterday, thought I’d come check on him.” His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes when they flicked over Adrien.Adrien tightened his grip on the doorframe, keeping his expression neutral. “He’s resting.”Daniel raised a brow. “Resting with you here huh? His voice was light, but the undertone was sharp. “Funny how you always seem to be around.”Adrien ignored the jab, stepping aside reluctantly. “He’s in the living room.”Daniel’s smile widened as he walked past, the flowers in hand like a prop in some carefully staged performance. Adrien followed him in, jaw tight.Ryan was already there, standing awkwardly by the couch, fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt. When his eyes landed on Daniel, something flickered across his face

Ryan’s POVThe hospital room smelled faintly of antiseptic and rain soaked linen. My head still throbbed where it had collided against the corner of the nightstand during that stupid fall but the pain was nothing compared to the clarity flooding me now. Memories not blurry fragments, not fading impressions but whole, vivid memories cascaded back into me the moment I opened my eyes and saw him.Adrien.Not just a face I couldn’t place. Not just a man with sad eyes hovering at the edge of my confusion. No my Adrien. My fiance My home My other half.Tears pricked at my eyes before I could stop them, and I reached out instinctively clutching at his hand like a lifeline.I remember,” I whispered hoarsely voice trembling. “Adrien… I remember you.”His body jolted as though I had physically struck him. The chair he had been dozing in screeched against the linoleum floor as he leaned forward, hands gripping mine with a desperation I recognized because it mirrored my own. His lips parted but f

Ryan’s POV The smell of antiseptic had seeped into everything I owned the clothes Ella had brought me the blanket at the foot of my bed even the way my hair seemed to carry that sterile tang. Hospitals did that. They swallowed you whole pressed white walls and muted beeping machines against you until you forgot what color felt like. But this morning was different. For the first time since the accident, I wasn’t weighed down by confusion. My memories were back or at least, enough of them. I knew Adrien My Adrien Every kiss, every fight, every promise we’d made in whispers beneath the rain all of it belonged to me again. The doctor’s voice cut through my thoughts. “You’re free to go home today, Mr Ryan. We’ll give you the medications and the discharge forms Take it easy, no heavy strain for the next couple of weeks.” Home The word sat strange in my chest. Was home my apartment? Ella’s? Or the place my heart had already chosen long before my mind caught up? My eyes drifted instinc