All Chapters of How To Love A Murderer.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 64

Chapter Sixty-Two: A Birthday WinterThe crisp Swedish air bit at their cheeks as the men returned from the hunt, their breaths puffing out in white clouds. Ian’s laughter rang out, clear and bright, as Mr. Vinter clapped him on the back, telling some story about Zhedya’s first clumsy attempt with a rifle.From the warmth of the window, Zhedya watched. A slow, deep satisfaction settled in his chest. Seeing Ian here, in his childhood home, laughing with his family… it was the final piece of the puzzle. He had fought, lied, and bled to have this man, and now Ian was here, looking like he belonged. A soft, possessive smile touched Zhedya’s lips. Mine.Later, by the crackling fireplace, Zhedya found Ian, his fingers still cold from outside. He took Ian’s hand, lacing their fingers together.“See?” Zhedya’s voice was a low, earnest murmur. “I told you I was trying. This… being here with them, with you… it’s everything. I’d do anything to prove I’ve changed. To be the man you deserve.

Chapter Sixty Four: The Puppet's Strings Elijah stared at the message glowing on his laptop screen. His stomach dropped, twisting into a cold, hard knot. He was here. “Babe, I’ve gotta run out for a bit!” Elijah called, his voice a little too high, a little too tight. He forced a smile as he grabbed his keys, phone, and wallet, moving too quickly. “A friend’s in town. Last-minute thing!” John poked his head into the room, his brow furrowed with worry. “At this hour? Everything okay?” “Fine, fine!” Elijah chirped, the lie tasting like ash in his mouth. He couldn’t meet John’s eyes. “Just boring family stuff! Back soon!” He was out the door in a flash, the click of the lock sounding like a prison gate slamming shut behind him. John sighed, shaking his head. “Forgot to shut down again,” he muttered to the empty room, moving to the coffee table to power off Elijah’s laptop. Just as his finger hovered over the trackpad, a new message notification popped up on the screen. Cousin