All Chapters of THE LINE BETWEEN US : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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CHAPTER FOURTY ONE

I stood in front of Damian’s house again, my fingers gripping the strap of my bag so tightly my knuckles ached.The evening was quiet, too quiet. Even the wind that usually played with the leaves seemed to hold its breath. The tall, glass windows of his house reflected the pale stretch of sky, making it look cold, distant, untouchable.For a long moment, I just stood there, staring at the door, the doubt pressing harder with every passing second. What if he didn’t want to see me? What if I was reading into something that wasn’t even there? What if I walked in, and he looked at me with that calm, unreadable face that said you shouldn’t have come?I swallowed hard. My throat felt tight.Before I could talk myself out of it, I reached for the handle and pushed the door open before the butler could.The house was quiet, the faint hum of some distant bass line seeping through the air. I recognized it immediately, it was coming from upstairs. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me as

Last Updated : 2025-10-04

CHAPTER FOURTY TWO

I tried to focus on the sound of pages instead of the sound of his breathing.The books lay open before me on the polished table, their white pages catching the last strands of evening light filtering through the window. My fingers trembled slightly as I flipped through them, searching for a place to start, though the words blurred in front of me. Every small movement felt amplified in the quiet, the slide of my chair, the rustle of paper, even the faint hitch in my breath.Damian hadn’t said anything since he told me to begin.He sat across the room, his chair turned just enough that I could see him from the corner of my eye, one arm resting on the edge of the table, the other draped casually over the armrest. But there was nothing casual about the way his eyes followed me. His gaze was steady, unwavering, too heavy for me to ignore even when I pretended not to notice.I fidgeted with my pen, drawing a shaky line in the margin of my notebook. “So,” I said, more to myself than to him

Last Updated : 2025-10-06

CHAPTER FOURTY THREE

The cafeteria buzzed with the usual noise of midday, chatter, clattering trays, and the distant hum of laughter. The air smelled faintly of coffee and overcooked fries, but it was comforting in a way, familiar. I sat across from Taylor, my lunch tray untouched, my fingers tracing the rim of my cup absently as I tried to gather the right words.He was halfway through his sandwich, one leg bouncing lightly beneath the table, his usual sign of impatience. His eyes flicked to me every few seconds, cautious, like he was waiting for something.“So…” I began, my voice a little too soft, a little too unsure. “How’s your mom?”Taylor’s chewing slowed. For a moment, he didn’t say anything, just looked down at his plate, his expression unreadable.“She’s getting better,” he said finally, his tone too casual. “Just the same, you know.”I nodded, even though I didn’t know. I hadn't seen her since he told me about her , and every time I asked to visit, Taylor always had an excuse. I told myself may

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FOURTY FOUR

The world tilted for a second as I blinked through the blur. My glasses fell off my face. My heart hammered, breath catching as I tried to steady myself.Then I saw her.Marianne.Even through the haze, I recognized the sharp edges of her silhouette, the glossy sweep of her dark hair, the subtle tilt of her chin that always screamed superiority.Of course it was her.She bent down slowly, deliberately, to pick up the purse that had fallen when we collided. And then, before I could even think to speak, I heard it…a crunch.The unmistakable sound of breaking glass beneath someone’s shoe.My glasses.It wasn’t an accident. I didn’t need perfect vision to know that much.I froze, the sound echoing through me louder than it should have. My stomach twisted, shame and anger tangled together. Around us, the hallway noise dimmed, curiosity prickling through the air as students slowed their pace to watch.And then I heard him.“Hey, watch it!”Taylor’s voice cut through the noise, sharp and com

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FOURTY FIVE

The hallway was still spinning in my head when Taylor pulled me into an empty classroom. The door clicked shut behind us, and the sudden quiet felt almost too loud. The muffled chatter from the hallway faded, replaced by the faint hum of the ceiling fan and the uneven rhythm of my breathing. He didn’t say a word. Taylor leaned against a desk, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, his shoulders still tense like he was bracing for something. His chest rose and fell faster than usual, anger still clinging to the edges of his expression even though the storm had passed. I stood a few feet away, clutching the strap of my bag, unsure of what to say or do. For a long minute, we just stayed like that, silence stretching thin between us, his gaze flickering briefly to me and then away. Finally, I broke it. “Thank you,” I said quietly. The words came out smaller than I meant, soft but sincere. He looked up, startled. His eyebrows pulled together, confusion flickering across his f

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FOURTY SIX

The minutes crawled by before the door finally creaked open again. Taylor stepped inside, his hair a little disheveled and his bag slung loosely over his shoulder. He had both our backpacks in his hands this time, his usual careless grin returning as he said, “Sorry I took so long. The janitor was already locking up. School’s practically empty now.” He dropped the bags on a desk and brushed off invisible dust from his hoodie before looking up at me. “Found your bag right where you left it, thankfully before someone decided to raid it.” I smiled faintly. “Thanks.” He started to unzip his own bag, rummaging through it with a thoughtful frown. “By the way,” he said, almost casually, “I didn’t see your contacts in your locker. Are you sure…” “They’re here,” I interrupted softly. He froze mid-motion and looked up. “What?” “Damian brought them,” I said before I could stop myself. “Almost immediately after you left.” Taylor blinked, his expression shifting like he hadn’t heard

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FOURTY SEVEN

His question hung in the air like a weight I couldn’t lift. “Are you guys that close to share such intimate moments with each other?” I blinked, unsure I’d even heard him right. The way he said it, so calm, so deliberate, made it sound like a casual inquiry, but the edge beneath the words said otherwise. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My throat had closed up before I could even think of a reply. Instead, I lowered my gaze, pretending to scribble something on my notebook, though my hand wasn’t moving. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck, the silence stretching between us until it became unbearable. For a long while, Damian said nothing either. Only the soft scratching of his pen and the faint ticking of the clock filled the room. The air seemed heavier now, thick with something unsaid, something neither of us was ready to touch. Then, without warning, I heard the sharp scrape of his chair against the floor. I looked up just as he pushed it back, standing to his full heig

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FOURTY EIGHT

The air in Damian’s room still felt charged when I finally gathered the courage to stand. My shoulder throbbed softly beneath the bandage he’d just wrapped, and though the antiseptic had dried, the warmth of his touch hadn’t. I told myself to breathe. To move. To stop replaying his last words, the way his voice had dipped when he said it suits you more. I reached for my bag and slung it over my shoulder, the movement sending a dull sting through the bruise. My fingers brushed the edge of the desk, where his pen still lay, the faint smell of antiseptic lingering in the air. I had to leave before my thoughts twisted into something they shouldn’t. The hallway outside was dim, the only light spilling from the open crack of his door. I stepped out quietly, pulling it shut behind me. The wooden floor creaked faintly under my shoes. Everything about Damian’s house was unnervingly quiet, expensive silence that echoed. I was halfway to the staircase when the sound of heels against marbl

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FOURTY NINE

The next morning arrived too bright for the kind of thoughts I woke up with. Sunlight pooled lazily across the kitchen table, turning the sugar crystals on my half-eaten cookie into tiny mirrors. I should’ve been able to enjoy it, the laughter spilling from the kitchen, the sound of my mom teasing my dad about something ridiculous, the faint smell of baked bread and cinnamon. It was the kind of morning that asked to be lived in. But I couldn’t. Because my head was still somewhere else, in that dim hallway, standing between Marianne’s stare and Damian’s silence. I chewed absently on the edge of the cookie, the taste dull in my mouth. My mind replayed every second of that encounter, each word Marianne had thrown at me like shards of glass. He told me he didn’t need you here anymore. Had she been lying? Or had Damian really said that… said it to her, while still letting me come over? The thought made my stomach twist. Why would he lie? And if he had, then why keep letting me come ar

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

CHAPTER FIFTY

I didn’t know what it was that woke me.A sound maybe. Or a shift in the air. Or that strange, thin silence that comes just before the world starts breathing again.My eyes fluttered open to fading gold light, the kind that slips through tree branches like it’s trying not to wake anyone. My head felt heavy, comfortable, warm, and it took a second to realize where I was. My cheek was resting on something soft, rhythmic. Not grass. Not a blanket.Taylor.My head was in his lap.His hand hovered just above my face, as though he’d been tracing the air between us. When our eyes met, he froze for half a second before grinning, the kind of grin that didn’t need words to say I’ve been caught.“You look pretty when you sleep,” he said, his voice quiet, teasing but with a softness underneath that made my chest feel too tight.A laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “That’s creepy,” I murmured, pushing myself up slowly. “You’re not supposed to watch people sleep.”“I know,” he said, still gri

Last Updated : 2025-10-19

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