ホーム / Romance / Crossing the line / チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Crossing the line のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

103 チャプター

Where We Begin

Ava’s POV I didn’t cry right away. That surprised me later, when people asked how it felt, when they expected tears first expected me to say I knew immediately, or that my knees went weak, or that the world tilted. What I felt instead was stillness. The kind that settles after something long and loud finally stops echoing. Ethan was still kneeling when I said yes, the city behind him blurred into lights and motion, but my focus narrowed to the way his hands shook just slightly as he held the box open. Not fear. Not doubt. Nerves earned by caring too much. When I pulled him up and kissed him, it wasn’t cinematic. It was grounding. Like confirming something my body had already decided. Later much later, after the laughter slowed and the ring caught the light again and again like it was reminding me it was real we stayed on the balcony without speaking. The city didn’t demand anything from us. It just existed. So did we. I leaned into him, my head fitting beneath his chin the way

最終更新日 : 2026-01-26

続きを読む

Small Shifts

Ava’s POV The morning after didn’t feel different in the way people warn you about. There was no dramatic sense of after, no ringing realization that something irreversible had happened. The world didn’t rearrange itself overnight. The city still woke up at the same pace. Traffic still groaned. My phone still buzzed with emails I didn’t want to answer yet. But my body noticed before my mind did. I woke earlier than usual, not because of anxiety or excitement neither of those sharp, jangling feelings but because something in me felt slightly… off. Not wrong. Just unfamiliar. Ethan was still asleep beside me, sprawled in that careless way that suggested deep rest. One arm was thrown over the pillow I’d vacated, his hand curled loosely as if it expected me to still be there. I watched him for a moment, the steady rhythm of his breathing grounding me. Engaged. The word still felt unreal when I tried it on silently. Not heavy. Not frightening. Just… new. I eased out of bed carefull

最終更新日 : 2026-02-04

続きを読む

Quiet Adjustments

Ethan’s POV Game day arrived without the usual edge of chaos. The arena was alive, but not in a way that pulled me out of myself. The city had its predictable rhythm outside, and inside, my world had its own pulse. I’d had coffee, a quick breakfast, a text from Ava—short, light, as if she were calibrating herself to a normal day too. I suited up in the locker room, helmet in hand, cleats laced perfectly. Jordan nudged me with a grin, the usual pre-game banter ready. “You’re calm,” he said. “This is unnerving. You’re usually vibrating like the rest of us.” “Yeah,” I admitted, securing my gloves. “I’m… settled. Focused.” He raised an eyebrow, clearly suspicious of my new baseline. “Something in your life got fixed while I wasn’t looking?” “Something like that,” I said, letting it drop. The coach called us together for the final pep talk. I felt my body respond instinctively, muscle memory aligning with mental clarity. No panic. No distraction. Just purpose. When the whistle blew

最終更新日 : 2026-02-06

続きを読む

Normal, Almost

Ava’s POV Going back to work felt like stepping into a version of myself I hadn’t worn in a while. Not wrong. Just slightly unfamiliar. I stood in front of the mirror longer than usual that morning, adjusting my blazer, smoothing my hair, studying my reflection for signs I couldn’t quite name. Nothing looked different. No visible shift. No marker that anything inside me had quietly recalibrated. That almost bothered me. Ethan was already up, moving around the apartment with the unhurried confidence of someone whose body had burned through a game the night before and come out clean on the other side. He looked relaxed in a way that still caught me off guard like calm had finally settled into his bones instead of hovering just out of reach. “You sure you’re going in today?” he asked gently from the kitchen. “Yes,” I said, more firmly than necessary. “I need to.” He didn’t question it. Just nodded, handing me a travel mug. “Tea. Not coffee.” I smiled despite myself. “You’re lear

最終更新日 : 2026-02-07

続きを読む

What I Don’t Say Yet

Ava’s POV The room tilted halfway through the agenda. Not dramatically. Not enough for anyone else to notice. Just a subtle shift, like the floor deciding it had a different opinion about gravity. I pressed my palm flat against the conference table and kept my face neutral. The discussion rolled on around me. Quarterly projections. Audience metrics. Someone making a point that sounded important but felt strangely far away. Light headedness came in waves. Gentle. Persistent. Like my body was tapping my shoulder, politely asking for attention. I ignored it. That had always been my instinct. Push through. Finish the meeting. Deal with myself later. I focused on the sound of my own breathing, slow and deliberate. In through the nose. Out through the mouth. The room steadied, mostly. Enough that I could nod at the right moments and contribute when it was my turn. When the meeting finally ended, I stayed seated while everyone else gathered their things. I pretended to check notes un

最終更新日 : 2026-02-10

続きを読む

What Felt Different

Ethan’s POVGame days always sharpened time.Everything moved faster and slower at once. The walk into the arena. The hum of the crowd building in layers. Tape pulled tight around my wrists. Shoes tied the same way they always were. Familiar things that told my body where it was even when my mind wandered.Tonight, my mind wandered.Not far. Just enough.I checked my phone before warmups. No new messages. Ava had texted earlier that she might stay home, said she felt off and did not want to force herself through the day. I told her to rest. Told her I would be back late. Told her I loved her.She replied with a heart and nothing else.That should have been enough.It was not.On the court, muscle memory carried me. The game was fast and physical, the kind that punished hesitation. I played clean. Focused. The scoreboard shifted in our favor and then against it and then back again. Noise swelled and crashed. The crowd mattered. So did the rhythm.Still, between plays, my thoughts kept

最終更新日 : 2026-02-11

続きを読む

The Quiet Truth

Ava’s POV Morning arrived without urgency. The kind of morning that pretended nothing was wrong. Light slipped through the curtains in thin bands, touching the edges of the room with quiet insistence. I lay still for a moment longer than usual, listening to the soft rhythm of the apartment. Ethan was already gone. Game days had trained him to wake early, even when there was no game to play. His side of the bed was cool. I stared at the ceiling and tried to name the feeling sitting in my chest. It was not fear exactly. It was not certainty either. It was something in between, something fragile and heavy at the same time. I got up slowly, my body moving like it belonged to someone else. In the bathroom, the mirror reflected a version of me that looked familiar but distant. My eyes were the same. My face was the same. But there was a quiet behind them that I had not seen before. I brushed my teeth and paused halfway through, swallowing hard. The taste of mint suddenly felt wro

最終更新日 : 2026-02-13

続きを読む

Accepting Little Things

Ava's POV The silence in the living room wasn't empty; it was pressurized. It was the kind of silence that exists right before a storm breaks or a glass shatters. Ethan’s shoulder was solid beneath my head, his warmth radiating through his shirt, yet I felt like I was hovering several inches off the couch, disconnected from the physical world. He didn't move. He didn't fidget. Ethan had always been a man of steady frequencies, a stabilizer in every room he entered. But I could feel the question humming in his skin. He knew. Perhaps not the what, but he knew the shape of the secret I was guarding. "Ethan?" my voice was a thread, barely caught in the air. "Yeah, Ava?" He turned his head slightly, his chin brushing my hair. The intimacy of it usually made me melt, but now it felt like a tether pulling me back to a reality I wasn't sure I was ready to inhabit. "I have to show you something," I said. I didn't wait for him to respond. If I waited, I would talk myself into ano

最終更新日 : 2026-02-14

続きを読む

All the Way In

Ethan’s POV Two lines. I have replayed that image so many times in my head that it no longer feels like something I saw. It feels like something carved into me. Ava is asleep beside me now, her breathing slow and even, one hand curled near her face. She fell asleep mid sentence while we were still on the floor, her back against the couch, my arm around her shoulders. I carried her to bed when the light outside turned from gold to blue. She looked smaller in my arms. Not fragile. Just human. I am wide awake. The ceiling above us is dark, the city outside quieter than usual. My mind is not quiet. I turn my head slightly to look at her. There is a softness to her expression that was not there this morning. The fear is still in her. I felt it in the way she held on to me in the bathroom. But there was something else too. Trust. She trusted me with it. That realization hits harder than the test did. I sit up slowly, careful not to wake her. I swing my legs over the side of the

最終更新日 : 2026-02-17

続きを読む

The Man Who Taught Me Steady

Ava’s POVI did not sleep much the night before dinner.Not because Ethan was restless. He slept deeply, one arm heavy across my waist like he was afraid I might disappear between breaths.I did not sleep because I kept replaying how to say it.We had decided that morning.Not to tell everyone.Not to post anything.Not to widen the circle.Just my dad.He had texted earlier in the week about dinner, a casual check in that felt ordinary at the time.Now it felt like a threshold.“You do not have to do this yet,” Ethan had said while tying his shoes.“I know,” I replied.But I wanted to.If this was real, if this was happening, I did not want to hide it from the man who had raised me to face things head on.Still, as I stood in front of the mirror that evening, adjusting a sweater that suddenly felt tighter even though nothing had changed, I felt twelve again.“Breathe,” Ethan said softly behind me.I met his eyes in the reflection.“I am breathing.”“Not like that.”He stepped closer,

最終更新日 : 2026-02-18

続きを読む

前へ

...

次へ

コードをスキャンしてアプリで読む

DMCA.com Protection Status