Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married To My Best Friend; Her Blood, My Passion : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Evans PovI knew about Calix's origins before Hailey did.That was the honest answer to the question I had just asked her. I knew and I had filed it away as irrelevant because Calix was supposed to be gone for five years and the information had seemed safe to sit on.It was not safe anymore."Tell me what Marcus found," Hailey said on the other end of the line. Her voice was very steady. Too steady."Tomorrow," I said. "When Lena comes. We deal with one thing at a time."A pause. "Evans.""I promise I will tell you everything tomorrow," I said. "Tonight I need to meet Lena first. What she tells me changes how I explain everything else."Another pause, longer this time. Then, "Fine. But tomorrow. First thing.""First thing," I confirmed.I hung up and sat in the car outside Lena's building for a moment. The street was quiet. A small café on the corner was still open, warm yellow light spilling onto the pavement. Normal life continuing around the edges of everything falling apart.Lena

Evan's POV I watched Hailey stare at those three words on her phone screen.Hello, little sister.She looked up at me slowly. Neither of us spoke for a moment."Eli," she said quietly."Eli," I confirmed.She typed back immediately. I watched her fingers move without hesitation. She turned the screen toward me so I could read what she wrote.Who are you and what do you want.Not a question. A statement. That was Hailey now. Direct and unafraid in a way that still caught me off guard.The response came within seconds.Not here. Not like this. When you are ready, you will find me. You already know how.She read it twice. Then she put the phone face down on the table and looked at me. "He means the ability," she said. "He knows about it.""He would," I said. "If Frost created him first, he has been living with whatever ability he has for longer than either of you. He probably understands the mechanics better than Lena does.""He called me little sister," Hailey said."Yes.""Which means

HaileyMy fingers clamped around the small plastic drive, the edges digging into my skin as Valarie leaned in closer, her breath smelling faintly of peppermint and anxiety."Take it and go, Hailey," she whispered, her eyes darting toward the crowd. "Before he sees us together.""David is already here," I said, my voice tight as I felt the weight of the phone in my other hand. I didn't need to look at the screen to know Evans was moving. I could feel the shift in the room, that heavy, pressurized air that always followed David Wilson like a storm front.Valarie paled, her gaze snapping toward the main entrance. "I can't be here for this. If David sees me giving you anything—""Then move," I snapped, grabbing her elbow and steering her toward the service corridor behind the fabric displays. "Go through the kitchens. Just get out."She didn't argue. She vanished behind a heavy velvet curtain just as the sound of polished leather shoes clicking against the marble floor grew louder. I turn

HaileyThe sunlight hitting my face didn't feel warm. It felt heavy, like a physical weight pressing against my skin. I didn't wake up with the usual slow drift from sleep to reality. Instead, I snapped awake, my eyes flying open as if a silent alarm had gone off inside my skull. The air in the master suite felt different. It was vibrating. I could hear the distant, muffled hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen three floors down. I could hear the rustle of the wind against the ivy on the outer walls.I sat up, and the silk sheets hissed against my skin. The sound was deafening. My body felt light, but there was a strange, buzzing energy coiled in my muscles, like I was a wire carrying too much current. I swung my legs off the bed, my feet hitting the marble floor. Usually, the stone was freezing in the early morning, but today it felt perfectly temperate.I walked to the vanity mirror, my movements fluid and strangely precise. I didn't stumble. I didn't feel the morning ache in my jo

HaileyThe elevator couldn't move fast enough. Every floor we passed felt like a lifetime of wasted seconds. Evans stood beside me, his hand gripping the brass railing so hard his knuckles looked like white stones. He didn't speak, but I could hear the jagged rhythm of his breathing, heavy and panicked. My own heart was a drum beating against my ribs, fueled by the echo of Lena’s voice on the phone.She said my name. Nancy said my name."Stay behind me when the doors open," Evans commanded, his voice tight. "We don't know the state of the room, Hailey.""She called for me, Evans," I said, my voice vibrating with a strength I didn't recognize. "I’m not hiding behind you anymore."The doors slid open with a hiss, and we burst into the facility. The air was cold, smelling of ozone and salt. Lena was hunched over the main console, her hair a wild mess of curls, her eyes wide as she stared at the scrolling green data on the monitors. The room was bathed in a pulsing blue light from the tan