All Chapters of The Heart Never Forgets: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

For a heartbeat, I couldn’t breathe.Daniel Logan.The man who once swore I was his future, the man who shattered that promise without explanation. The ghost I had spent years trying to bury now stood in my office like he had every right to.I gripped the edge of my desk, my knuckles white. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”His lips curved, but it wasn’t a smile. More like a mask, calculated, professional. “It’s been a long time, Jane.”Too long. Eight years of silence, and then he thought he could walk back into my world?I swallowed the lump in my throat, anger sparking. “What are you doing here?”Daniel stepped inside, closing the door behind him. The sound echoed in the dim, powerless office. His suit was sleek, his shoes polished to a mirror shine, every inch the billionaire I’d read about in magazines but never allowed myself to imagine in person.“I heard your nonprofit was in trouble,” he said.The audacity. “So what? You came to gloat?”“No,” he said, his tone sharp, almost defen

I walked fast. Too fast. My heels clicked against the pavement, sharp and uneven, like the rhythm of my pulse.The faceless man’s smile was burned into me. That mocking gesture, tapping his wrist like I was running out of time, wouldn’t stop replaying.By the time I reached the subway, my throat was raw from breathing too hard. My fingers shook so badly that I dropped my Metro Card twice before I could swipe through.Inside the car, I pressed my back against the cold metal pole and shut my eyes. The rocking of the train was supposed to be soothing. Tonight it felt like a countdown clock, and every screech of the wheels was another second slipping away.Expiry.The word lodged itself in me like a splinter.When I reached the nonprofit office, the building looked smaller somehow, as if even the bricks knew the place was living on borrowed time.The eviction notice was still taped to the door. I ripped it down, crumpled it in my hand, and forced myself inside.The children’s drawings on

I barely slept. Again.Every sound outside my apartment window felt like a threat, every flicker of headlights in the street below, every creak of the radiator, every shadow shifting across the wall.It wasn’t just me in danger anymore.Pierce, or whoever was behind this, was watching my father. And if he could be reached, fragile and bedbound in that hospital room, then no one was safe.But still… I couldn’t let myself believe it was Pierce. Not fully. The man was wealthy, powerful, terrifying in his presence, but why would someone like him waste time on me? On my nonprofit? On a girl he’d just met?Maybe this was all Daniel’s mess spilling into my world. Maybe the faceless man, the letters, the watching eyes, it was all meant for him, and I was collateral damage.And maybe, a darker voice whispered, Daniel was lying to me. Again.I pushed that thought down, grabbed my bag, and headed to the office.The eviction notice was still taped to the door, curling at the corners. I ripped it

I couldn’t get my father’s words out of my head.Daniel knows… the truth about the accident.They looped in my brain like a broken record as I paced the narrow hospital corridor. My palms are damp, and my chest too tight to draw a full breath. Dad had never spoken about the accident, not once since he woke up after the surgery. Not to me, not to Sophia, not to anyone. And now, out of nowhere, he’d chosen those words. Why? Why now?I pressed my back against the wall and closed my eyes. I wanted to believe Daniel wasn’t hiding anything. But Dad’s voice was raspy and desperate, cutting into the fragile little hope I’d been piecing together.And the worst part? A part of me had always known Daniel was keeping something from me.The next morning, I dragged myself into the nonprofit office, only to be hit with another blow. Ellen, our program coordinator, was waiting by the door, a file clutched against her chest. Her eyes were wide, and she didn’t even bother with a good morning.“Jane… th