All Chapters of Two Loves, One Destiny: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kiara The house was drowned in silence, a silence muffled by the relentless rain. But in the end, it was still silence. I was still awake in the living room, sitting on the couch with my legs stretched out from exhaustion, hugging a cushion to my chest. I knew Jake was upstairs, in the room that used to be his, and maybe that was why I couldn’t bring myself to go to bed. Not knowing he was up there. I didn’t want to go to the bedroom. It felt too big, too cold, too empty. Here, in the living room, at least I felt like I wasn’t completely alone. Whenever my feelings for Jake overwhelmed me, Thomas was there to rescue me, but tonight, I didn’t have him. There was no way to drown out what I felt. The storm kept throwing flashes of lightning that wouldn’t have let me sleep anyway, but that was still just an excuse. I closed my eyes for only a moment, telling myself I’d rest them for a few minutes, that I wouldn’t fall asleep. The exhaustion, however, was stronger, and I didn’t even r

Jake How long can I go without sleeping with her on my mind? The room was silent. The rain had stopped, so I could leave this place. I recognized the ceiling, the walls, the furniture that had been mine for so many years, and yet everything felt foreign. I didn’t feel comfortable where I was, not because I had changed, but because she was there. Downstairs, asleep. And she meant too much for me to stay. That was enough to force me to sit up. I ran a hand over my face, squeezing my eyes shut. The night before came rushing back: her closeness, the sound of her breathing, the way my voice had said things I had spent months refusing to accept and suddenly, on a rainy night, accepted without meaning to. Last night, in the darkness, I stopped lying to myself, because I felt something inside me hit rock bottom. I accepted that I still loved her. That truth was no relief, it was the beginning of a new kind of torture. If I stayed one more minute, I would make a mistake. I didn’t want t

Kiara I couldn’t relax. My nervous system was completely dysregulated, and I couldn’t stop thinking about Thomas, about what he thought of me and what he felt upon learning the truth. I know I wasn’t unfaithful to him, but I also know I wasn’t loyal or honest, and I hurt him. I was remorseful. Too much so. Uncomfortable, guilty, and wanting him to come back home, but more than an hour had passed since he left, and he still hadn’t returned. I didn’t want things to be bad between us. I wanted to fix things. I wanted to apologize and talk like two adults, the way I hadn’t been able to before. Jake… Just thinking that name filled me with so much rage that I felt capable of shattering the window with a punch. I couldn’t believe he had done that. Saying it like that, without warning, without measuring the consequences. As if nothing else mattered but his own need to release that truth to hurt his brother. It hadn’t been an honest confession; it had been a calculated blow, even if he wo

Jake I got home late at night, my body exhausted and my head overwhelmed after an endless day of work. I closed the door behind me carefully, tiredly, and set my keys down on the entryway table. Irina wasn’t in sight. The house was silent, too silent. I loosened my tie as I walked toward the living room and took a deep breath, hoping to feel the relief of reaching a safe place, but something in the atmosphere immediately put me on edge. There was far too much silence, and it was strange that she wasn’t waiting for me in the living room like she usually did. “Irina?” I called from the living room, trying to sound as normal as possible. I heard footsteps approaching. Her heels echoed on the floor. When she appeared, I knew instantly that something was wrong. She stood in front of me with her arms crossed, her face hardened, her gaze fixed and full of reproach. I frowned, confused. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I waited for you for two hours,” she replied, her voice rigid. “I called

KiaraAnother day without speaking to Thomas.Another day of enduring the way he ignores me. His absence at dinner and lunch. The lack of his kisses in the morning when I wake up.I checked my phone to see if I had a message from him, but there wasn’t one. There was nothing. I left him a message asking if we could talk tonight, but he didn’t reply.I don’t know how long I could keep going like this. I felt like leaving the house because I couldn’t stand the tension between Thomas, Juliette, and me. If things continued this way and Thomas kept refusing to talk to me, I would take a quick flight to my sister’s house to clear my head.I heard the sound of the doorbell.When I walked to the door, I had a feeling about who it was. I wasn’t expecting anyone, but I knew someone wanted to come see me. I had missed calls from Jake all night long. I saw and heard them, but I didn’t want to talk to him to listen to his reproaches over something he himself had caused.I opened the door, and he wa