جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 100

Chapter 92Morning light seeped into the city. Gray. Tired. Like everything else.Landon's car pulled in front of Sienna's home. Blake mansion. Grand. Cold. Imposing.Both looked worn from the fight with Isabella, from the sleepless night, from everything that had been breaking them apart piece by piece.Landon walked her to the door. Insisting he was fine. But his eyes carried weight. So much weight."Text me when you're settled." His voice soft. Careful."I will." She promised.Tenderness between them. Silent understanding. Neither saying what they really felt.She watched him drive away. Heart heavy. Aching. Then turned. Stepped inside.The atmosphere hit her immediately. Unnaturally calm. Quiet before a storm.Richard Blake sat at the head of the long dining table. Reading the morning paper. Posture rigid. Commanding. Always commanding.Victoria sat elegant in her silk robe. Stirring tea. Stealing nervous glances. Between her husband. Between the doorway.Lora, Sienna's cousin, at

Chapter 94Evening light filtered into the Blake mansion. Soft. Golden. Lying.The house was quiet. Too quiet.Somewhere downstairs, the clock ticked. Steady. Calm. Cruelly normal.Sienna sat by the window. Staring outside. Not really seeing anything.Her eyes swollen from crying. Hadn't slept. Couldn't sleep.She wondered how the world could sound so peaceful when everything inside her was breaking.She'd been holding it all in. All the pain. All the anger. All the words that choked her.Now. She was ready to let it out.Footsteps in the hallway. Slow. Hesitant. Nervous.Richard walked toward her room. For the first time in years, not the proud cold man who gave orders.Just a father. Who'd lost his daughter's trust.He knocked. Soft. "Sienna. Can we talk?"She didn't answer.He opened the door anyway. Stepped inside carefully.She sat on the edge of her bed. Arms crossed. Eyes hard but red. Puffy. Exhausted."I came to say I'm sorry."She let out a laugh. Small. Bitter. Hollow. "Sor

Chapter 96Late evening. The Callahan family mansion.Dim lights. Quiet halls. The atmosphere heavy with guilt and regret.Noah drove back home after leaving Landon's penthouse. His hands felt like paper on the steering wheel. Thin. Fragile. Ready to tear.He felt hollow. Not just guilt. Exhaustion that sat deep in his bones. In his soul.The Callahan mansion glowed from afar. Warm lights in the cold night. But to Noah it felt like walking into a grave. His grave.He hesitated at the front door. Hearing muffled voices. His parents talking inside.He took a deep breath. Pushed the door open.Eleanor sat in the living room. Pale. Tense. Sipping wine. Thomas read silently beside her.The moment Noah entered, she looked up. Eyes sharp. Red from crying.Eleanor stood. Voice shaking but full of anger."Where have you been, Noah? You saw the news about Lila's death that we're all trying to forget. I know Landon is behind it to break us. Look what your brother did to this family! After everyt

Chapter 98Evening. The city glowing under golden lights. Rare peaceful night after all the storms.Landon stood outside Sienna's art studio. Holding a bouquet. White lilies and red roses. Her favorites.He'd spent twenty minutes choosing them. Making sure each stem was perfect. Each petal unblemished.He dressed simply. Jeans. Dark shirt. Nothing fancy. But something different in his eyes. Softness. Vulnerability. Something Sienna hadn't seen in a long time.The studio door opened. Sienna stepped out. Tired from hours of work but smiling when she saw him. Paint on her hands. Dried streaks of blue and gold. Hair tied messy in a bun coming loose. But to him. Perfect. Absolutely perfect."You didn't have to pick me up." She said. Surprised. Happy surprised. Heart warming at the gesture."I wanted to." Landon replied. Quiet. Sincere. Eyes meeting hers. "Tonight. I just wanted it to be us."She took the flowers. Brought them to her nose. Breathing in deep. Eyes closing. Small smile playi

Chapter 100Dimly lit bar. Late night. Air smelling of whiskey and regret. Music low. Melancholy. Lonely.Noah sat alone at the counter. Drinking heavily. Glass after glass. Trying to drown guilt. Trying to forget pain. Trying to erase his confession to Landon. The look in his brother's eyes. The betrayal. The end of everything.He'd been spiraling. Hours blurring. Drinks multiplying. Nothing helping.His phone lay on the bar. Face up. Screen lighting. Dimming. Lighting again.Dozens of missed calls. Texts from Sienna. Ignored notifications. He couldn't face them. Couldn't face anyone.Then one message appeared. Cutting through the fog. Through the numbness. Through everything.**Landon's been stabbed. He's in surgery. Please come.** Sienna.The words hit like thunder. Like lightning. Like the world ending.Noah froze. Heart pounding. Everything inside him going still. Silent. Dead.He read it again. And again. Not believing. Not processing.Stabbed. Surgery. Please come.The glass sl