All Chapters of Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

(Saphira’s POV)The question shouldn’t have hurt.But it did.It sliced through me cleaner than any blade, sharper than the threshold’s threat.Who are you?Rain streamed down Caelum’s face, washing away blood and ash and whatever remained of the man who had walked through hell with me. His eyes—those storm-gray eyes that had once looked at me like I was the only constant in a collapsing world were empty of recognition.Not vacant.Not dull.Just… unfamiliar.“I’m” My voice broke. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe. “I’m Saphira.”The name hung between us, fragile as glass.He frowned slightly, as if trying to place it in a puzzle that no longer existed. “Do I know you?”My heart staggered.I pressed a hand flat against his chest, half expecting his heartbeat to be gone too but it was there. Strong. Steady. Alive.He flinched at my touch.Not violently. Just instinctively. Like a man startled by a stranger’s closeness.“I’m not going to hurt you,” I said quickly, pulling back

(Saphira’s POV)The battlefield around us had become a blur of mud, rain, and chaos. Every instinct screamed danger, yet my mind was focused entirely on him Caelum. He was moving like the man I remembered, but not all of him was there. That missing piece, whatever the door had taken, left gaps in his reflexes, in the edges of his strategy. And I knew Lucien would exploit it.I ducked under a swing from one of Lucien’s men, rolling through the mud, and came up behind him, landing a solid punch to his back. He grunted but didn’t falter. I cursed under my breath. This wasn’t a normal fight. Everything about it was amplified every movement, every misstep could be the difference between life and death.“Caelum!” I shouted, but he was already engaged with another soldier. I could see it in his eyes, the fragments of memory he had left guiding him, but there was hesitation. That hesitation could kill him.I kicked mud in one attacker’s face, yanked him off balance, and ran to intercept anoth

(Saphira’s POV)Darkness swallowed us whole.For a fraction of a second, I couldn’t feel the rain, couldn’t hear the storm, couldn’t think beyond the suffocating black around me. My hand was locked in Caelum’s, and that alone kept me tethered to reality.“Hold on!” I screamed, the words torn from my lungs as gravity dragged us downward.The world became a chaotic smear of mud, rock, and wind. The roar of the collapsing ridge pounded in my ears. I tried to assess where we were, but the abyss offered nothing familiar only endless shadows and the sensation of falling.Caelum’s grip was unwavering. Strong. Protective. His presence steadied me in a way nothing else could. Even without the memories he had lost, the man I knew the man I trusted was still there. That was enough to keep me moving, to keep me alive.“Do you feel that?” I yelled into the void. My teeth chattered, body trembling. “It’s… alive!”He frowned, eyes scanning the darkness. “The threshold it’s not just here, it’s reacti

(Saphira’s POV)My fingers burned where Caelum gripped me, and the wind howled like it wanted to tear us apart. Every instinct screamed to pull him closer, to keep him safe, but the storm was relentless. Rain blinded me, soaking through every layer of clothing, and the abyss yawned beneath us like a living predator.Then I saw the hand. A shadowy figure emerged from the storm, almost as if it had risen from the darkness itself. Strong, deliberate, and precise. Before I could shout, the figure grabbed Caelum’s shoulder and helped stabilize us. My pulse skyrocketed, adrenaline mixing with a cautious hope.“Who?” I started, but the wind swallowed my words.Caelum’s jaw tightened. He never lowered his guard, not even for a second. “Stay close,” he hissed, eyes darting between the figure above and the abyss below. “And don’t move until I say so.”I swallowed my panic, gripping his arm tighter. Whoever this was, they weren’t Lucien’s this felt different. Calculated. Controlled. A force that

(Saphira’s POV)The cliff shuddered beneath my boots like the world itself wanted to swallow us whole. My hands burned from gripping Caelum’s, and the jagged stone cut through my palms, but I couldn’t let go. Not now. Not ever.“Caelum… it’s… the ledge!” I gasped, my voice barely audible over the roar of the storm. “It’s breaking apart!”He didn’t answer immediately, eyes scanning the jagged rock above and below. His jaw was tight, the way it always looked when he was calculating survival. “We move fast. No hesitation.”I swallowed, teeth clenched against the cold, the rain, the fear. Step by precarious step, we edged forward, the cliff groaning beneath us. A rumble split the air stones shifted, a shower of gravel tumbled into the abyss, and I felt my stomach lurch.Every instinct screamed to jump, run, fight, survive. But there was no solid ground. Only a narrow path, slick with rain, threatening to crumble under our weight.Suddenly, Lucien’s voice cut through the storm, closer than