جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 80

Chapter 71Rain tapped against the window. Soft at first. Then harder. Steady.Sienna sat on the couch in her studio apartment. Paint-stained sweatshirt. Hair pulled back messy. Eyes tired.Around her, evidence of another sleepless night. Half-finished canvases leaning against walls. Tea gone cold on the table. Brushes still wet.The quiet felt too big. Too heavy. Like it was crushing her from all sides.She stared at the window. Watched rain streak down glass. City lights blurred through the water. Colors bleeding into each other.Her mind wouldn't stop. Thoughts circling back to the same places. The gallery. The slap. Landon's face when he said it was a mistake.She hated that part of herself. The one that still waited for him to show up. Even when she knew he wouldn't.The one that kept hoping.But also Noah. Standing in front of cameras. Defending her. Making the world softer for a moment.Two brothers. Both in her head. Both tearing her apart in different ways.The doorbell rang.

Chapter 73The rooftop bar was nearly empty.Just a few dim lights. Soft music. The city sprawled below, still wet from earlier rain.Noah sat alone at a corner table. Overlooking glass towers and broken reflections in puddles far below.His phone lay on the table. Screen glowing. A photo staring back at him.Sienna and Landon. Kissing. Under the rain. Water streaming down their faces. Bodies close. Like nothing else existed.Someone had taken it. Posted it. The internet never forgot.Noah's hand gripped his glass. Too tight. The crystal trembled.His face was empty. But his eyes told a different story.Anger. Betrayal. Heartbreak. All twisted together. Burning.He downed the whiskey. Felt it burn down his throat. Didn't help.Nothing helped.Footsteps approached. Heels clicking on marble.Isabella appeared. Black dress. Hair perfect. Face calm.She sat across from him without asking. Studied his expression."You called me in the middle of the night," she said softly. "I knew it had t

Chapter 75The Callahan mansion was quiet when Noah walked in.Too quiet.He was drenched. Exhausted. His suit stuck to his skin. His hair dripping.The study door stood open. Light spilling out.He stopped. Something felt wrong.Both parents sat in the sitting room. Waiting.Eleanor on the velvet chair. Perfectly composed. Face like ice.Thomas standing by the fireplace. Jaw tight. Hands behind his back.Noah's stomach dropped.They knew."Come in, Noah." Thomas's voice was calm. Too calm.Noah stepped inside. Water dripped from his coat onto expensive carpet.The door closed behind him. Click.Thomas turned. Stared. His eyes cold."Do you want to explain what I just heard from the Blakes?"Silence.Noah said nothing. Just stood there.Thomas grabbed something from the side table. A tablet. Threw it onto the couch."Read it."Noah looked down. A news article. Fresh. Posted an hour ago.*Callahan Heir Secures Blake Alliance Through Marriage Deal*His chest tightened.Thomas's voice go

Chapter 77The dining room felt too big. Too quiet.Long mahogany table. Silver cutlery. Crystal glasses catching candlelight.Everything perfect. Everything wrong.Sienna sat between her parents. Lora across from her. The only sound was forks scraping plates.Tick. Tick. Tick.The clock on the wall. Too loud. Like it was counting down to something.Sienna pushed food around her plate. Chicken. Vegetables. She couldn't remember the last time she actually ate.Her stomach felt hollow. But not from hunger.Lora tried to smile. Make a joke about something. Her voice came out soft. Nervous.No one laughed.The silence swallowed it.Victoria, Sienna's mother, sat perfectly still. Hands folded. Face pale. Eyes distant.Then she spoke. Her voice cutting through the quiet like glass breaking."So it's true, then. You've agreed to the Callahan deal?"Sienna's fork slipped. Clattered against porcelain. Too loud.Everyone looked at her father.Robert didn't look up. Just cut his meat. Precise. C

Chapter 79The night air hit cold. Sharp.Sienna stood outside the ballroom. Glass doors closed behind her. Muffling the noise. The music. The chaos.Out here, just streetlights. City sounds. And her breathing too fast.Her hands shook. Not from cold. From everything."Landon Callahan. CEO of Black Global."She said it out loud. Like saying it would make it real. Make sense.It didn't.City lights blurred. Tears. She blinked hard. Tried to stop them.Failed.The door opened behind her. Quiet. Careful.Footsteps on wet pavement.She knew those footsteps. Would know them anywhere."Don't." Her voice cracked. Raw. "Don't come near me."But he didn't leave. Just stood there. A few feet away.She turned.Landon. Tuxedo jacket damp from rain starting to fall. Hair messed from running his hands through it. Face torn between guilt and something else.Longing. Pain. Everything."Sienna.""No." She stepped back. "You don't get to say my name. Not now."He stopped. Hands at his sides. Like he wa