His Book club のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Kael's pov The car finally stopped in front of Fairway Heights, my father’s idea of paradise. The lush green expanse of the golf field stretched out before me, an endless land of perfectly manicured grass. The beauty of the course was soothing but I was not in the mood for whatever I was about to do there.He didn’t even glance at me before stepping out of the car. “Straighten your shoulders" he said as if my shoulders were bent. “And remember who you’re representing.”If I consider who I was representing, I would intentionally be a nuisance to insult him. But I was there to represent myself. I could use the connection later or never. Who knows what the future holds. I straightened my shoulders as I followed him into the clubhouse. The first thing I noticed was that every man here wore the same brand of smug.Inside the lounge, the smell of cedar and old bourbon lingered. Three men in tailored golf shirts rose as soon as Karl Palmer entered.“Gentlemen,” my father greeted, his voi

Arian's pov For the first time in a long time, I stepped into school feeling refreshed and focused. My mind was cleared from all doubts since I accepted the fact that I wasn't Kael's priority. The only thing on my mind was to find the link between my uncle and Karl Palmer. Aside from that, I feel refreshed. It seems the universe has another plan installed for me. The atmosphere hit me like a slap in the face as I stepped into the lecture building. Students milled around the corridors, their whispers and furtive glances creating an air of unease. I scanned the scene, my instincts telling me that another rumor had spread like wildfire, and I felt a pang of sympathy for the person at the center of it all. I know what it feels like to be involved in a school rumor and I don't wish the pain on anyone. But before I could get away from them, and mind my own business, I heard someone mention Kael’s name. I stopped, trying to process what was happening.Why has his name become tangled in t

Kael's pov I pushed aside my doubts and decided to attend the book club meeting, hoping the familiar routine would offer some solace. As I got to the meeting room, I paused at the threshold. Inside, April and Maya had spread color-coded folders across the big table, charts for the reading festival taped on the wall. Arian was leaning over the schedule, a pen between his fingers, his profile set in that sharp, quiet focus I wasn't used to.I thought I was ready to see him again but I wasn't. My heart still raced in an unsteady way. My thoughts had promised me strength, but in that moment, I realized I was more fragile than I had imagined. Pushing my thoughts aside, I entered, sliding into the empty chair across from him. “Sorry I’m late,” I murmured.He glanced at me, a fleeting glance that didn't even last a second. No reaction from him, not even an acknowledgement. He just continued with what he was doing as if he didn't see me. As if I hadn’t even spoken at all.April glanced be

Arian's pov “Where did he take you? How was the place?” April asked. “A book club for all identities,” I answered flatly.“Seriously?” She bubbled in excitement without knowing the details of the event.“Yeah,” I said.“Why are you acting like this? You are awfully quiet for someone who went to a new place?” she said, nudging my side.The weight of her question pressed down on me like a physical force, making every conversation with her feel like a strain. I longed to tell her what happened at that book club, to share the burden that had been building inside me, but a hesitation held me back. The fear of being met with a dismissive smile or a "it's not that big of a deal" made me pause.“You don't want to tell me what's bothering you?” she pressed.“I didn't want to be told to calm down or that I was overreacting again,” I said without realising it.“Oh,” she said. Her tone made me realise I had touched a sensitive spot.“I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way,” I apologized.“It's f

Arian's pov I hesitated over the phone, my fingers hovering over the screen as I deliberated about the best way to handle the announcement of the cancellation. A text seemed too impersonal, too harsh, and I worried it would hurt their feelings unnecessarily. But the need to address the situation outweighed my reservations. Finally, I took a deep breath and typed out a message about an emergency meeting, hoping the gravity of the situation would justify the sudden summons. The hour that followed was a blur of anticipation and anxiety. When the time arrived, the room slowly filled with faces—April, Maya, Sammy, Brent and others. And then, I saw Kael, his eyes locking onto mine with a mixture of curiosity and wariness. I didn't expect him to come but here he was, taking the book club seriously. The air in the meeting room was filled with tension as everyone took their seats, their faces expectant. I steeled myself for what was to come, the weight of the meeting's purpose settling he