All Chapters of SILENT BETWEEN TWO HEARTS: Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

The rain that morning felt like a cleansing.Soft, steady, and unhurried, it washed over La Rivera’s glass walls and marble entrance as though the city itself was trying to breathe again after weeks of fear, fire, and unanswered threats. Inside, the grand lounge hummed with quiet activity, not the vibrant chaos of opening night, but something more deliberate, more determined.La Rivera was still standing.And that, in itself, felt like a victory.Elena stood at the tall windows of her office, hands resting lightly on the glass, watching the grey clouds drift across the skyline. There was a time she would have found this weather unsettling. Now, it felt appropriate. Life had been heavy lately, and yet… somehow, they were still here.Alive. Together. Moving forward.Behind her, the door opened softly.“You’re going to catch a cold if you keep standing there like that,” Harry said, his voice gentle but familiar enough to feel like home.Elena smiled without turning. “You always say that.

The city woke slowly, as though reluctant to disturb the fragile peace that had settled over La Rivera after weeks of turmoil. But Elena was already awake, sitting at the edge of the bed, staring at the pale blue light creeping through the curtains. Sleep had come in fragments, broken by memories, by worry, by the weight of everything she was carrying.Harry stirred behind her. “You didn’t sleep.”“I did,” she lied softly. “Just not well.”He reached for her hand. “It’s the photo, isn’t it?”Elena nodded. “Whoever took it knew exactly where we’d be. They didn’t just stumble on us.”Harry sat up. “Which means someone close....”“Or someone patient,” Elena finished. “Someone who’s been waiting.”Downstairs, Naomi was already in the kitchen, sipping tea and scrolling through wedding designs on her tablet. She looked up when they entered.“You two look like you’ve been up all night.”Harry smiled weakly. “We were just… planning.”Elena watched Naomi carefully. She was lighter now, hopeful

The city had never felt so close.Every passing car outside their new apartment made Harry glance toward the window. Every elevator chime made Naomi pause mid-sentence. Even La Rivera, once a sanctuary, now carried an undercurrent of tension that no amount of lighting or music could hide.Whoever was playing this game wasn’t reckless.They were patient.And they were smart.Elena sat at the dining table with three laptops open, security feeds running on all of them. Her fingers moved quickly, scrolling through timestamps, cross-checking faces, building patterns.Harry watched her from across the room. “You haven’t slept.”“I will,” she said without looking up. “After I find something.”Naomi stepped closer. “You already have.”Elena glanced up. “What do you mean?”Naomi tapped one of the screens. “That guy from the lobby. He wasn’t just watching me. He kept checking his phone… like he was being guided.”Elena leaned in. “You noticed that?”Naomi nodded. “He was waiting for instruction