All Chapters of His Favorite Sin: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Jason P.O.V My phone vibrated violently, the screen lighting up with a number I didn’t recognize. But I didn’t think twice.“Hello?” I rasped, my voice hoarse.On the other end, there was only heavy, broken breathing, frantic and shallow. My stomach twisted. My chest felt like it had been ripped open. That breathing… it sounded like hers. Brinda’s.“Brinda?” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Brinda! Answer me!”Nothing but the same ragged inhale. Panic surged. I couldn’t wait. I didn’t even ask questions. I traced the call immediately. The location pinged, just a few streets away.I bolted out the door and my hand gripping the wheel like my life depended on it. It did. My mind raced. “She can't be gone. She can't… I can't lose her. Not now. Not ever.”Every red light I passed felt like torture. My eyes darted everywhere, scanning the streets. Every corner I turned, every shadow… my chest tightened. “Is she there? Is someone hurting her? Finally, I skidded into the location. My heart st

Brinda's P.O.V Pain.That was the first thing that dragged me back to reality.Not light.Not voices.Pain.A deep, burning pain that tore through my lower body and climbed up my spine like fire. “Ahhh!” I gasped, my eyes flying open as a scream ripped out of my throat before I could stop it. My body jerked against the bed, my hands clutching the white sheets like they were the only thing holding me to this world.“Oh my God—she’s awake!” I heard. “She’s awake!” I heard voices surrounded me instantly.Bright lights stabbed my eyes. Everything felt too loud. Too sharp. Too real.“Where… where was I?” I said while my chest rose and fell rapidly as confusion washed over me.Another wave of pain slammed into me and I cried out again, my legs trembling.“What’s happening to me?” I sobbed. “Why does it hurt so much?”“Brinda.” That voice.“It can't be Jason or am I still dreaming.” I thought. I slowly turned my head and saw him standing beside the bed, his face pale, eyes red, hair mess

Brinda's P.O.V  I was still staring at my baby when the door opened softly. At first, I thought it was Jason. I adjusted the blanket around my daughter and lifted my head with a weak smile already forming—until I saw Sofie. “Sofie?” I voiced out while she stood at the doorway, frozen, eyes red, face pale and for a second, we just stared at each other when she rushed toward me. “Oh my God… Brinda…” her voice broke as she reached my bedside. She wrapped her arms around me carefully, trying not to touch the IV line or the baby, and that was when everything I had been holding inside finally spilled. I started crying. Not quiet tears. The ugly kind. “Sofie…” I sobbed. “Sofie, where have you been. I almost die

Brinda's P.O.V  The door clicked softly behind Jason. And just like that… my strength disappeared. I stared at the space he had just walked through, my chest tightening slowly as silence filled the room. For a few seconds, I tried to stay strong. I told myself not to cry. I told myself I was fine. “I wasn’t.” I whispered while my lips trembled and my shoulders started shaking with tears flowing down my eyes.  Why does it hurt more when he’s kind? Why now? I wiped my face angrily. Just when I had made up my mind to leave, Jason suddenly became gentle. Suddenly he cared. Suddenly he was holding my hands, kissing my forehead, calling me his family. It was unfair. Because now I was confused. I hugged my baby closer, pre

Brinda's P.O.V  “Move, Brinda. Move now!” Sofie’s voice dragged me out of my frozen state. My arms tightened around my baby as another wave of fear rushed through me. My heart was beating so loud I could barely hear anything else. “I can hear them,” I whispered. Heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway.Voices. “Split up. She couldn’t have gone far.” the men’s voices echoed. Miss Cash. She didn’t just want to scare me. She wanted to finish me. “Sofie…” my voice cracked. “They’re close.” I know,” Sofie said, pulling me along. “Just don’t stop.” My legs felt weak, my stitches still burning from childbirth, m