CANA'S SIN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

ADORA’S P.O.V “So she’s the bride.”Don’s voice came out smooth but sharp, filled with a mix of surprise and amusement. His words echoed through the silent garden, each one cutting into me like a blade. I could feel his eyes on me, they were watching and worst, studying me, it felt like he was almost enjoying my discomfort.He turned slowly toward his brother, who stood a few feet away, calm and composed as always. El didn’t speak. He didn’t move. He only stood there, hands clasped neatly in front of him, observing Don’s reaction with an unreadable face, like he’d been expecting this moment all along.“Adorable… am I right?” Don finally said, his lips curling into a teasing smirk that made my stomach twist. He said my name like it was a joke, like he was tasting every syllable for his own amusement.His hands moved behind him, fingers locking together just below his back, his body posture relaxed, too relaxed for a situation so tense. The scar that cut across his cheek caught the sunl

DON’S P.O.V“Come and serve us… a bride should know her duty,” I said, my voice was loud enough to command attention, even though I was not the head of the table.But truthfully, my words weren’t just for her; they were for myself too. I was trying to sound composed, like the same Don Cana everyone feared, but my chest was tightening with something I couldn’t explain.I couldn’t take my eyes off her, especially since I saw her standing side by side with my brother.Adorable Ronalds. Even her name sounded sweet, too soft for the dark world we lived in. She was standing there, silent and still, her trembling hands clutching her gown as though she could hold herself together that way. Her eyes were red and tired, her face was pale, and yet, she still carried that same glow that had haunted me since that night.She looked different, smaller somehow. Like life had been drained from her, yet she was still fighting to stand tall. I could see that stubborn fire flicker in her eyes, even throu

ADORA’S P.O.VWe walked into the white mansion, the sound of our footsteps echoing through the wide hallway. The chandeliers above shimmered like captured stars, yet the air felt cold and empty.“Take my bride to her new room.” Those words kept playing in my head over and over again. I could still hear El’s deep and calm voice echoing inside me.What did he mean by my new room? Why couldn’t he just say room? Why did it sound like another form of punishment wrapped in fancy words?My legs moved slowly, one step after another, as I followed Nana through the long corridor. My heart was heavy, my mind was filled with questions that had no answers. If I wasn’t going back to that small cabin-like room where I had spent the night crying, then where exactly was she taking me now?“Nana,” I called her name softly, with a traembling voice. It barely came out. I didn’t even know what I wanted to ask, maybe I just wanted to hear a kind word, something human in this lifeless house.She didn’t ans

EL’S P.O.V“Goodness!” I shouted, my heart jumping in my chest.Adora’s body had gone weak. Her lips trembled as she kept whispering the same words, “I can’t do this… I can’t do this…” Her voice was faint, like she was slipping away.I bent down quickly, my hands sliding under her arms as I tried to lift her up. Her body was burning hot, her skin felt feverish against my palms. She was shaking so badly that it made my chest tighten.“Shh… calm down, princess,” I said softly, my voice quieter now. The anger I’d felt earlier started to fade the moment I saw how broken she looked.Her head leaned against my bare chest. Her breathing was fast. She didn’t open her eyes, she just kept whispering those same words as her lips moved weakly.I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close. For a moment, I didn’t see her as a tool for revenge. She looked… fragile. Her hair brushed against my chin as I lifted her from the floor. The long fabric of her gown slid down, covering my arms and chest as

EL’S P.O.VI took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Send him in,” I said. My voice was low but firm; it was loud enough for Nana to hear through the door.My eyes fell on Adora, she lay asleep beside me, her breathing was soft, her body still burned with fever. I reached for the blanket and pulled it up gently to her neck. Her skin was still warm, but the trembling had stopped a little. My arm stayed wrapped around her. A part of me told myself I should move away before anyone came in, but another part of me wanted the opposite; the stronger part of me didn’t want to, not yet.Her face looked peaceful, and that alone made something stir inside me—something I couldn’t name.The doorknob turned quietly, and then the door opened gently.“Here he is, El sir,” Nana said as she stepped inside, holding the door open for the man behind her. Her eyes darted to the bed where I sat, and I could see the slight surprise on her face when she noticed how close I was to Adora… how I held her.The d