All Chapters of Love me again, Dear Ex wife!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kayla’s POVThe sound of my name on his lips almost broke me. For a second, everything—the fear, the confusion, the pain—faded away. All I could see was him. Liam.He looked alive, whole, and impossibly real. His shirt was torn, dirt smudging his face, but his eyes still carried that same storm I’d memorized long ago. The way he looked at me now—soft, disbelieving—made my chest ache.“Liam,” I whispered, my voice trembling.He smiled faintly and took a cautious step closer. “You’re really here.”My lips parted, but I didn’t know what to say. My heart was racing, my mind spinning. The last thing I remembered was the explosion of light, the collision with my other self. Now this. A golden sky, grass that shimmered like glass, and Liam standing before me as if nothing had happened.“Where are we?” I asked.He glanced around, frowning. “I don’t know. When I woke up, this place was already here. It doesn’t feel real.”I nodded slowly. “It’s not. I think…” My voice faltered. “I think we’re

Kayla’s POVThe light was unbearable. It devoured everything—sound, breath, thought. For a moment, I felt weightless, suspended between worlds that no longer existed. Then the pain came. A deep, splitting agony that tore through me like glass slicing through skin.Two heartbeats pounded in my chest. Mine. And hers.I could feel her—inside me, fighting, clawing for control. My body wasn’t just mine anymore. Every breath, every flicker of thought was a battlefield.“You can’t hold me out forever,” her voice whispered from within. “We were meant to be one.”“Not like this,” I gasped, clutching my head as the light around me twisted into images. Memories.I saw Liam, his hand reaching for mine.I saw my mother, her face serene as she said goodbye.And then, I saw him—my father—standing in that first lab, his eyes filled with pride and madness as he whispered, Perfection requires sacrifice.My knees hit the ground. “No,” I choked out. “I won’t let you win.”Her laughter echoed inside my sk

Kayla’s POVThe passage was infinitely long, frigid and chilly, with metallic walls throbbing with a faint blue light. Each step reverberated, and it bounced back at me like spirit voices I did not know the names of. I held the silver object afirmly in my hand where it vibrated slightly to my heartbeat. Every thrum made me aware that I was out of time.What with going deeper into the core, the air became colder. The hum was low vibrating in the floor, the vibration of energy, life and hunger. My stomach churned. It was like walking down the lines of something that was not supposed to be there.Liam.His name pulsed through my mind like oxygen. I didn’t know if he was still conscious or just another ghost held together by code, but I couldn’t leave him. Not after everything that had already been taken from us.When I reached the end of the corridor, a massive circular door loomed before me. Symbols I didn’t recognize glowed faintly across its surface. The hum behind it was deafening. M

Kayla’s POVThe weather was clouded with smokes and quietness. On and on behind us stretched the ruins of the plant, and the rimed metal was shimmering dimly in the last firelight. I was next to Liam and my body was shaking and my lungs were burning up with ash.He didn’t speak. He just stared at the destruction, the blue glow that still pulsed faintly in the distance. Damien’s glow.The sound of my heartbeat filled the air, fast and unsteady. I wanted to believe it was over, that the explosion had swallowed everything, but deep down, I knew better.Damien wasn’t dead.He was changing.“Kayla,” Liam said quietly. His voice was rough, the kind of raw that carried too many unsaid things. “We have to move before the structure caves in completely.”I nodded weakly. I was numb in my legs, my head clouded with fatigue. With every step farther away I could go, the wreck, it seemed to me, was dragging me back by the invisible chains.As we came to the border of the clear, the ground was incli

Kayla’s POVThe whisper wouldn’t stop. It moved through my mind like a ghost, soft and steady, taunting and familiar. I tried to shut it out, to focus on the sound of the forest around us—the rustle of leaves, the faint hum of wind—but it was no use. The voice was inside me now.Liam kept glancing at me as we walked. He didn’t say anything at first, but the tension in his shoulders spoke volumes. Every step I took felt heavier, my skin prickling with the faint blue light still pulsing under my veins.We didn’t speak until the trees began to thin and the first streaks of dawn appeared. The light was cold, gray, and merciless. I stopped near a fallen tree, my legs trembling.“Liam,” I said quietly, my throat dry.He turned immediately. “What is it?”I hesitated, my fingers twitching. “I keep hearing it. My voice. It’s inside my head.”His jaw tightened. “The system?”I nodded slowly. “It’s like it’s… watching me. Waiting for something.”He stepped closer, his hand hovering near my shoul