All Chapters of Shadows Between Us: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty-One

Leon stood in the middle of the Wyatt guest room with his arms stretched out while the stylists fussed over him—straightening his sleeves, tugging at his collar, debating over a tie like it mattered. Their voices barely registered. His mind was buzzing too loudly, tight with the pressure squeezing at his chest.Another stylist brushed powder along his jaw.“Chin up, sir.”He lifted it, though his teeth pressed together.The suit—charcoal, sharp, perfect—felt like a cage. Too fitted. Too neat. Too much. In the inner pocket, tucked where no one would look, was a tiny silver flask. He’d already taken two careful sips, just enough to stop his hands from shaking.The door swung open.“Leon.” “Finish up. You have only a few minutes.” “Alright, you need to be ready in a few minutes.”Mrs. Wyatt’s voice carried easily through the room as she walked in, heels clicking in that familiar, controlled rhythm. A cluster of assistants followed close behind her.“The cameramen are already set up,” sh

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Chapter Thirty Two

“Imran… excuse me,” Felicity whispered suddenly.She didn’t stay for his reaction. She stood so fast she nearly stumbled over her bag. The cinema closed in on her all at once — the noise, the lights, the people. She mumbled quick apologies as she pushed past, her chest burning painfully with every step.In the bathroom, she hurried to the sink and turned the tap on full. Cold water spilled over her hands and onto her face as she splashed herself in shaky motions.Breathe. Slowly.Her reflection met her gaze — pale, stunned, lips trembling despite her effort to stay composed.It’s really happening.So… it’s real.A proposal. Tonight. Live.Her phone buzzed again on the counter beside her, screen lighting up with more notifications, but she didn’t look. She couldn’t. If she did, she might actually collapse.The door creaked open softly.“Felicity?” Imran’s voice was cautious, worried. “Are you okay?”She took a slow breath and reached for a tissue, patting her cheeks like it might stead

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Chapter Thirty-Three

Leon thought they were going home.That was what his mother had said in the car—just a quick stop, nothing serious. He’d been quiet the entire ride, still half inside the echo of fireworks and flashing lights, Charity leaning into him with a happiness so bright it almost hurt to stand beside.The car slowed instead of pulling into their street.Leon frowned. “Where are we—”The doors swung open before he could finish.Cameras.Flashing lights.A wall of sound crashed into him—cheers, music, voices calling their names. A towering entrance glittered ahead of them, draped in gold fabrics and crystal lights. Valets rushed forward. Guests in designer gowns and tailored suits turned all at once.“To your engagement after party!” Charity’s mother announced brightly, already smiling for the cameras.Charity gasped in delight. “Mum! You planned all this?”Leon felt the air leave his chest.Engagement after party.Charity squeezed his arm in excitement, already stepping out of the car as the cr

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Chapter Thirty-Four

Leon made his way back into the party with a smile that looked right only at a glance. The sway in his step, the loose set of his shoulders, the delayed laugh when someone congratulated him again — all small tells. And in a room trained to notice everything, small never stayed small.A few heads turned.A whisper passed.Another glance followed.Leon accepted a glass from a passing waiter without even asking what it was and took a reckless sip. Champagne spilled slightly over his fingers. He didn’t seem to notice.Across the room, his father did.The man’s jaw tightened, the muscles in his face flickering once with restrained fury. He didn’t storm across the floor. He didn’t cause a scene. In a room this public, dignity was everything.He leaned toward his wife instead—Leon’s stepmother—and spoke quietly near her ear, his voice low and controlled.“Handle it.”She followed his line of sight and immediately saw what he meant.Leon, barely steady. Laughing too loud. Drinking too freely.

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Chapter Thirty-Five

Leon’s awareness came back in fragments.The unfamiliar curtains. The strange lamp. The framed photos watching him from the wall. And beneath it all — a soft, unmistakably feminine scent.Realization struck cold and fast.“Where the hell am I…?”The door creaked open.He turned to see a girl step in, tying her robe, hair loose around her shoulders like she’d just woken.Florence.His stomach dropped.She paused when she saw he was awake, then smiled faintly. “You finally decided to come back to life.”Leon pushed himself upright too fast. The room tilted. He gripped the edge of the couch, steadying himself. “Florence… what—what am I doing here?”She leaned against the doorframe, arms folding slowly. “You don’t remember?”His jaw tightened. “Bits and pieces. Not enough.”Her eyes softened—just slightly. “I saw you outside the venue last night. You and your stepmother. You could barely stand. She asked if I knew you well enough to get you somewhere safe.”Leon squeezed his eyes shut. A

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Chapter Thirty-Six

The break came quietly.No announcements. No celebrations. Just a strange pause in the rhythm of school that left everyone restless and unsure of what to do with themselves. Bags were packed. Hostels slowly emptied. Goodbyes came in hurried hugs and voice notes.For Felicity, the silence of it all felt louder than noise.Derin had yanked her out of bed that morning with exaggerated cheer and noisy laughter, refusing to give Felicity enough time to reconsider. By noon, they were already on a bus out of campus, the long road unspooling ahead of them.The bus vibrated beneath their feet, warm and uneven. Every seat was occupied — students sleeping, whispering in pairs, lost in their screens.Derin grew restless within minutes.She unlocked her phone and scrolled through Snapchat lazily.“Everybody is soft-launching their lives,” she said. “Vacations, soft life, engagements…”Felicity rested her head against the window, eyes on the blur of trees rushing past. She barely heard her.Then De

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Chapter Thirty-Seven

Leon didn’t move for a long time.The apartment had gone quiet after Charity stormed upstairs packed her things and left. The television screen had dimmed into its idle loop, the game long forgotten. Crushed tacos smeared the floor beneath his shoes, the mess settling into the room like proof of how badly everything had unraveled.He finally sank back onto the couch, elbows on his knees, head bowed.His phone rang.He glanced at the screen.Dad.His chest tightened. He already knew this wouldn’t be a gentle call.Leon answered.“Where are you?” his father’s voice cut through the line, sharp and impatient.“At my apartment,” Leon replied quietly.“You will come home today,” his father said coldly. “Both families are gathering. Charity’s parents are already on their way. The lawyers too. We are finalizing the marriage agreement.”Leon closed his eyes. “Today?”“Yes, today,” his father snapped. “And don’t start with that defeated tone. You’re a man—start acting like it.”Leon swallowed ha

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Chapter Thirty-Eight

Charity woke up smiling.It was the same smile she’d worn every morning for the past week—the soft, satisfied kind that came before her eyes even opened. Her fingers moved before her thoughts did, drifting instinctively to her left hand.The ring caught the light immediately.Even in the quiet of her bedroom, it sparkled like it had something to prove.She lifted her hand higher, turning it slowly, admiring the way the stone sat perfectly against her skin. A week since the contracts were signed. A week since the families sealed everything with smiles and signatures and silent expectations. And yet, the thrill still rushed through her like it was brand new.Mine, she thought.She pushed herself upright on the bed, still staring at the ring like it might disappear if she blinked too long. Everything felt lighter now. Safer. Locked in.Leon was hers.Legally. Publicly. Permanently.She exhaled in contentment and stretched, already planning her day—outfits, calls, maybe another shoot for

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Chapter Thirty-Nine

The sun was already high when Leon arrived at the luxury poolside restaurant. The place was all glass railings, white umbrellas, and people who looked like they spent money just by breathing. Perfect distraction.Mark and Deji were already there, lounging like kings, drinks in hand.Mark raised a brow the moment he saw Leon. “Omo, see who finally left house arrest.”Deji smirked. “Abeg shift jare. Married man approaching.”Leon scoffed and sat, signaling a waiter. “You people are mad.”But the teasing didn’t stop.“You literally vanished,” Mark said. “We thought you were living holy life because of Felicity.”Leon’s jaw tightened at her name, but he forced a shrug. “Life changed. Had to adjust.”“Adjust,” Deji echoed dramatically. “Please. Just last month you were turning girls down left and right. Leon the reformed man.”“Leon the faithful,” Mark added.“Leon the—”He cut them off with a tired laugh. “Abeg, shift. Things happened.”Deji leaned forward. “So, tell us why you canceled y

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Chapter Forty

Kolade’s house was already in full chaos—bass shaking the walls, neon lights slicing through the dark, smoke drifting like fog. Everywhere she looked, someone was filming, posing, shouting, trying to capture the night for their followers.Felicity stepped out of the car and drew a steady breath. She could handle this.Her friends flanked her immediately.“Head up,” Gwen whispered.“Don’t shrink,” Ibukun added.Felicity nodded once—small, but steady.Inside, the house was chaos—beautiful, expensive chaos.People dancing. People kissing. People arguing. People filming everything like life needed receipts.Someone shouted her name and waved excitedly. Someone else asked where she’d been hiding.She didn’t answer, just smiled politely.Her friends guided her to a lounge area with plush seats and neon lights cutting sharp colors across the room.Preston handed her a clean drink. “This one is safe. No weed.”She laughed—actually laughed—and took it.And slowly, she loosened.She laughed

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