บททั้งหมดของ Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Chloe’s POV I didn’t even hear the front door open. All I heard was Jake’s breathing, sharp, furious, and uneven, his finger still hovering dangerously close to the trigger. Tyler’s chest was rising and falling like he was seconds away from passing out. The room was suffocating with silence and tension. Suddenly, we heard a voice, more like a command. “Jake, STOP!”Ethan. Ohh! Thank goodness he’s here. Ethan’s voice cut through the chaos like a blade. I spun around, startled, my heart jumping out of my chest. I had forgotten I texted Ethan earlier when Jake and I were driving back, when the weight of everything was too heavy, when I felt like if I didn’t ask someone for help, I would choke on the silence between us. But I didn’t call him to save me. I didn’t call him for affection. I called because I wanted to leave the house. Escape. Breathe. Run. Somewhere totally different that could shift my mind from everything I saw earlier. Not for him. Just… away. Ethan stood at

Chloe’s POV The DNA result sat open on my phone screen like a loaded gun pointed at my chest. Positive. Jake Martinez. Father of my child. My heartbeat raced. My pulse hammered against my ribs. The room felt too small, too loud, too fragile. I grabbed the phone with trembling fingers and locked it immediately, pressing it face-down on my lap. I wasn’t safe here anymore. Jake would come. Jake would look. Jake would find me. No matter how much he claimed he wanted my forgiveness, I knew the truth, Jake was dangerous when he loved. And even more dangerous when he felt betrayed. But before leaving, before disappearing into whatever future I could scrape together, there was one person I needed to face. To clear everything with. Zoe. My sister. My twin. My fracture. I dialed her number with unsteady fingers. She picked up on the second ring. “Come over,” I whispered. “Now?” “Yes. Please. I’ll send the address.” She hesitated. “Fine.” The line ended. My stomach churn

Chloe’s POV Florence had become my hiding place. My reset button. My breath of air after suffocating for so long.It was my peace at the moment and I love everything about it. And Ethan, he’s been nothing more than peace, calmness and a perfect helping hand. Six months pregnant now, my stomach had finally begun to show, round, firm, and beautiful. Sometimes I caught myself staring at it with a soft, disbelieving smile. My child. My miracle. My proof that something good had survived all the destruction. And it was worth the whole risk and breakdown I’d gone through. Ethan’s voice broke through my quiet moment. “Gold will be here soon,” he said gently from the doorway. Those words warmed something inside me. Gold. My one constant. My anchor in the storm. I stood up slowly, holding my waist for balance. “I’ve missed her,” I admitted. “You should,” Ethan chuckled softly. “She practically threatened me over the phone because I didn’t give her enough updates.” I laughed. It

Chloe’s POVI woke up a little bit late this morning. Tired, morning sickness as always. Florence had a way of making the world feel gentle. The air always tasted like quiet mornings and slow That morning was no different, sunlight spilled into the house like warm gold, and I had just finished breakfast, thinking of stepping outside for fresh air. My mind was heavy, though. Heavy with Tyler’s words. Heavy with doubt. Heavy with the way Ethan’s voice from the other days call, it still echoed in my chest. She’ll be fine. Everything is under control. I tried not to overthink it, but my heart refused to obey.I came out of my room, stepped toward the backyard when I heard the door open. Gold walked in, slightly breathless, her brows furrowed with worry. “What’s wrong?” she asked immediately. “Your message scared me. And sorry for coming this late. Was so busy yesterday, had to go to a different hotel too. “Everything’s good,” I lied, smiling too quickly, too tightly. “I just… wan

CHLOE’s POV For what felt like an eternity, an endless, breathless stretch of time, we all simply… froze. Jake. Tyler. Gold. And me. Four people standing in the middle of my living room like ghosts trapped between time and truth, each of us blinking, confused, shocked, wounded in different ways. My heart thudded heavily, pressing painfully against my ribs. I was sure they could hear it. I was sure the walls could hear it. I could barely breathe. Gold was the first to break the silence. Her voice was sharp, slicing through the air like a blade. “How did you find this house?” Jake’s mouth opened and closed once before sound came out. “I… I didn’t mean to pry. Chloe wasn’t replying, too many days. I had to do something. I had to make sure she was okay.” Gold didn’t blink. “I asked how,” she repeated, slower, colder, angrier. Jake’s shoulders stiffened. He swallowed. “I told Antonio. He made some calls. Did some research. I didn’t want to invade anything but…” That was i