All Chapters of You Left, I Could Have Fixed Us: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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Where His Hands Stay

Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Eight Maya’s POV His hand stayed at my hip, warm and steady, like he was holding something fragile without treating it like it would break. His thumb traced slow, slow circles into my skin, and each one felt like it reached deeper than just the surface. I could feel my breathing shift to match his again, our chests rising together, our bodies already in the same rhythm without asking how we got there. He kissed me softly again, then deeper, and I felt the tension in him loosen just a little more. Not completely Ethan never fully let go but enough for me to feel the difference. Enough for me to know he wasn’t thinking about control, or restraint, or why we shouldn’t be doing this. Just me. Just now. His fingers slid a little lower, moving from my hip to the back of my thigh, lifting it just enough to pull me closer beneath him. The movement was slow and intentional. My breath caught again, but he watched my face, waiting. I didn’t look away. I didn’t hi

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Tension In Between

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine Maya’s POV I woke slowly. The room was still dim, the fire burned down to soft embers, and the air had that quiet stillness that only came in the early hours before the castle fully woke. The sheets were warm around me, and for a moment I didn’t move. My body still felt loose and heavy from the night before. My lips still tingled from his mouth. My skin still remembered his hands. But the space beside me was empty. The other side of the bed was still warm, but he was gone. The realisation settled in my chest before my thoughts could catch up. It wasn’t panic exactly. Just that strange pull in my ribs. That awareness of distance where moments ago there had been none. I pushed myself up slowly, tucking the sheet around me. The room looked the same as it had last night. Clothes on the floor. His boots were near the doorway. The faint scent of his skin is still in the air. But his absence changed everything. I ran a hand through my hair and ex

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Familiar Stranger

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Maya’s POV Ethan didn’t release my waist right away. His hand stayed there, steady and warm, grounding me while the corridor stayed quiet around us. I could feel the echo of the scout’s words still hanging in the air. A spy. Here. Close. Watching. I swallowed slowly. “Who do you suspect?” I asked. His jaw shifted. “If I had certainty, this conversation would be happening in chains.” So he didn’t know. Not yet. He finally let his hand slip away, but only so he could start walking. I followed beside him. The hall felt heavier than it had before — every doorway, every passing guard, every servant who glanced up and lowered their eyes. It was strange how quickly a place could change just by knowing something was wrong. “They would need access to more than just the outer rooms,” I said. “Someone who can move without question.” “Yes.” His voice was low, controlled. “Someone trusted. Someone no one would think to look at.” The workers a

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Old Familiar Eyes

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-One Maya’s POV The door clicked softly behind me. For a moment, neither of us moved. Adrian didn’t rush toward me or reach for me or speak too quickly. He just stood there, his hands loose at his sides, like he knew that any sudden motion might break something delicate between us. I stepped farther into the room. “You look different,” he said quietly. I let out a slow breath. “Everyone looks different when they survive things.” A soft exhale left him, almost a laugh, but not really. “I didn’t know if you were alive.” I nodded, because I didn’t know what else to do. “I didn’t know if you were either.” He studied me with those same sharp, watchful eyes that once used to read me better than anyone. Too well. It made something inside my chest tighten not longing, not regret just recognition. “Why are you here, Adrian?” I asked. No warmth in my tone. No softness. Just the truth we needed to start with. His jaw tightened. “I’m working under King A

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The Walk Back

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Two Maya’s POV The hallway outside the room felt colder than it had before. Not physically. Just in the way the air shifted around me, like something had been stirred that I wasn’t ready to look at yet. My footsteps sounded soft against the stone floor, but inside my chest, everything felt loud and unsettled. Adrian was behind that door now. Not the memory of him. The real him. And I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to feel about that. I moved through the corridor slowly, not rushing, not trying to escape my thoughts. Just walking. One breath at a time. One step at a time. Letting my body feel the weight of every second. At the far end of the hallway, one of Ethan’s guards straightened as soon as he saw me. “Your Grace,” he said. “He’s in the war room.” Of course he was. Ethan always went to strategy when he didn’t know how to feel about something. Or when he was trying not to feel anything at all. I nodded and continued past the guard, pushin

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Preparing for the Meeting

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Three Maya’s POV Ethan didn’t let go of my hand right away. We stood there for a moment in the quiet of the war room, the candlelight flickering over the map between us. The world looked small from where we stood. Borders, rivers, and drawn lines that had convinced entire kingdoms to kill each other. All of it looked almost childish under our fingers. But the consequences were not. Ethan released my hand slowly and exhaled, his shoulders shifting back into that alert tension he carried whenever decisions had to be made fast and under pressure. “We’ll need an escort,” he said. “Small. Unthreatening, but loyal.” “Seven?” I offered. He nodded. “Seven is good.” He began moving through the room, pulling out marked markers and shifting pieces on the map. But he wasn’t thinking about the map. I could tell by the way he didn’t look where his hands were placing them. His mind was somewhere else entirely. “Adrian said Alvarez wanted to speak privately,” I

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The Night Before

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Four Maya’s POV I couldn’t sleep. The room was quiet, but it didn’t feel calm. It felt like everything was holding its breath. The fire had burned down to embers, just a low glow in the dark. The air was warm, but there was something cold under my skin, something that wouldn’t settle. Ethan stood at the window, shirt off, the faint orange light from the embers tracing the lines of his back. He was still. Too still. His hands were braced on the windowsill, jaw tight, shoulders locked the way they were when he was thinking too much. I watched him for a while before I said anything. “You’re not sleeping either,” I whispered. He didn’t turn at first. His voice came quietly, low. “No.” I sat up slowly, pulling the blanket around my legs. The silence between us wasn’t heavy this time. It was just real. The kind that comes when two people know things are changing and there’s no way to stop it. Ethan finally looked over his shoulder at me. His expression

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Morning Comes

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Five Ethan’s POV I did not sleep. I stayed awake behind her, my arm around her waist, my hand resting over her heartbeat. She was warm against me, breathing slow, steady, like the night had soothed her enough to rest. But my mind did not rest. The room stayed dim, lit only by the faint glow of the dying fire. I could hear the sounds of the fortress outside long before the sun came up. Boots on stone. Steel shifting. Voices held low. Soldiers were already preparing before the sky even began to pale. War never announces itself loudly at first. It begins in the quiet. Maya stirred a little in her sleep. Her hand tightened over mine for a moment, like her body recognised the absence of safety even while unconscious. Like she could feel the world outside pressing closer. She relaxed again. Her breathing evened out. I stayed there. Watching her. Shielding her. Even if for only a few hours more. When the first light finally crept into the room, it tou

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The Council Hall

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Six Maya’s POV The walk to the council hall felt longer than it ever had before. The corridors were awake now. Servants moved quietly along the walls, nobles walked in pairs, soldiers carried crates of supplies past us. Everything was in motion. Everyone was trying to look calm. But they weren’t. I could feel tension in the air like something thick enough to taste. A kind of waiting. A kind of fear. Ethan walked beside me. He didn’t touch me, but I could feel the pull of him all the same. His weight him. The steadiness. The heat. It grounded me in a way I didn’t know how to explain. Alvarez walked ahead of us. His steps were quick and sharp against the stone. He didn’t look back. He didn’t have to. He knew we were behind him. The hall doors were already open when we approached. The sound inside was loud. Voices layered over each other, sharp and urgent. The council table was filled. Royal colours. Military uniforms. Documents scattered. Maps pinn

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The Accusation

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Seven Maya’s POV The silence in the hall stretched tight, like it was something that could snap. No one wanted to be the first to speak. No one wanted to breathe too loudly. Everyone was trying to watch everyone else without looking like they were watching. I could feel every pair of eyes in the room. I could feel the weight of suspicion settling like dust across the long table. Even the air felt heavy. Thicker. Slower. Ethan’s hand still rested against mine under the table. Not holding. Just there. The kind of touch that said I am here and you are not alone. It steadied me more than I wanted to admit. Alvarez stood at the head of the table. His shoulders were set. His expression was unreadable. He was waiting, too. He knew the tension mattered. He was letting it work. A lord on the left side cleared his throat. “We should question the lower guard barracks first,” he said. He tried to sound confident, but his voice came out thin. “The spy would be

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