All Chapters of Hate Me Till You Love Me: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The baby smiled.“Now remember why you gave me away.”Evelyn couldn’t move.She couldn’t breathe.She couldn’t even blink.The words had come from a newborn.A tiny body wrapped in a white blanket.A child who should not have been capable of speaking.A child whose eyes changed from silver to black and back again.A child who looked impossibly familiar.Alexander stood beside Evelyn, completely still.“What did you say?”The baby blinked.Then laughed.Not the innocent laugh of an infant.It was the same laugh they had heard inside the Echo.The same laugh that had followed Evelyn through the memory city.The same laugh that had appeared whenever the system revealed something they were not supposed to know.“Father.”Alexander’s face hardened.“Don’t call me that.”The baby’s smile disappeared.“You used to love that name.”“I don’t remember you.”“You weren’t supposed to.”Evelyn stepped toward the crib.Alexander caught her wrist.“Wait.”She looked at him.“It’s a baby.”“No.”His

“And now, my dear…”Elena Kane’s voice was calm, but there was something beneath it that made Evelyn’s stomach tighten.“You need to decide whether you are willing to meet your real father.”The words hung in the air.Evelyn stared at the old woman.For several seconds, nobody moved.Nobody spoke.Even the strange world beyond the red door seemed to have fallen silent.Her real father.The words should not have meant anything.Not anymore.Evelyn had already discovered too many fathers, too many mothers, too many identities, too many carefully constructed lies.She had learned that the people she remembered were not always the people they claimed to be.She had learned that memories could be edited.Faces could be copied.Children could be erased.Love could be turned into a weapon.And now Elena was telling her that the man she had believed was her father was not her real father.Again.Evelyn slowly turned toward Alexander.He had gone completely still.Not angry.Not confused.Afra

“Finally.”The word moved through the darkness.Evelyn froze.She could no longer see Alexander.She could no longer see Caelan, Elias, Liora, Afterlight, Elena, or even Nathaniel.Everything had disappeared.Except the crib.And the baby inside it.Evan.A faint silver light surrounded the crib.Evelyn could hear his breathing.Slow.Peaceful.Almost impossibly calm.Then Alexander’s voice came from somewhere beside her.“Evelyn.”She reached out immediately.Her fingers found his hand.“I’m here.”He squeezed her fingers.“Don’t move.”“Why?”“I don’t know.”That answer frightened her more than anything else.Alexander always had an answer.Even when the answer was impossible.Even when he was terrified.But now he sounded uncertain.The darkness shifted.A low vibration passed through the floor.Then another.The symbol on Alexander’s palm began burning.He looked down.The circle had changed.There were now six lines around it.Six.Evelyn stared.“It changed.”Alexander nodded.“

The word echoed through the chamber.“Father.”Evan stood beneath the enormous silver eyed presence, his tiny body almost swallowed by the darkness surrounding him.Evelyn could barely breathe.She stared at the creature behind him, trying to understand what she was seeing.It was not human.Not completely.Its body seemed to have been formed from thousands of overlapping silhouettes. Faces appeared across its surface and disappeared again. Men. Women. Children. Some were strangers.Others were familiar.Too familiar.Evelyn saw her own face.Then Alexander’s.Then Elias.Liora.Caelan.Afterlight.And finally, a face she had never seen before.A man with silver eyes and an expression that looked almost painfully human.The creature lowered itself.Not toward Evan.Toward Evelyn.“Mother.”Evelyn’s heart stopped.Alexander immediately stepped in front of her.“No.”The creature’s head tilted.Alexander’s voice hardened.“You don’t get to call her that.”Evan looked at Alexander.For a

The baby’s cry came again.Soft.Fragile.Almost ordinary.That was what frightened Evelyn most.After everything she had seen inside the Echo, she had learned that ordinary things were often the most dangerous.She stared at the black door.EDEN.The name seemed to breathe against the darkness.Alexander stood beside her, his fingers wrapped tightly around hers.“Our daughter,” he whispered.Evelyn could barely process the words.“You remember her?”“Yes.”His voice cracked.“But I don’t remember enough.”“Then tell me what you do remember.”Alexander looked at the door.“A room.”“What room?”“A hospital room.”His breathing became uneven.“You were seventeen.”Evelyn’s heart began racing.“I was there?”“You were holding a baby.”“Eden?”He nodded.“You were crying.”Evelyn closed her eyes.A flash.White walls.Blood.A tiny hand.Alexander standing beside her.Someone shouting that the baby’s heartbeat was disappearing.Then darkness.She opened her eyes.“I remember her.”Alexan