All Chapters of Stuck Between Two Alpha Heir’s: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Her pulse spiked as she stared, the realisation sinking in slowly, heavily.“That hospital…” she murmured under her breath.Dean Woodsen followed her line of sight. “Ah, Yes. Westbridge, they partner with the college,” he said easily. “We recommend them often. Excellent psychiatric facility, very discreet and very thorough.”Piper’s fingers curled against her thigh.The word facility rubbed against her nerves.She nodded, forcing her expression into something neutral. “Right.”The dean continued speaking, something about counselling options and student wellness, but his voice faded into background noise.Piper’s attention was still on the brochure, the clean white cover, the minimalist logo printed at the top.She had seen it before.Not on paper but on the van.Stamped faintly near the rear panel of a black van, sunlight glinted off its surface as the doors slammed shut.Her stomach twisted.“Ms Piper?” the dean called gently.She blinked, refocusing. “Sorry, Yes.”“If things feel ov

Piper stayed for the rest of the lecture, even though she didn’t remember deciding to.She sat there with her notebook open, pen moving across the page while the professor talked about syntactic theory and language drift.The words did reach her ears, but not her head. She caught fragments, and half-sentences.Examples she’d normally find interesting slid past without sticking.Someone behind her whispered, She turned and they stifled their laugh. Her shoulders tensed, then eased back down as she exhaled slowly through her nose.“Youre not high schoolers, get over it.” Ember hissed, making the class fall silent.“Is everything alright over there?” the lecturer asked.Ember smiled tightly and gave a thumbs-up. After a beat, he resumed his teaching. Ember eyed the two girls, warning them with her eyes, making Piper laugh.Piper kept writing after a while, She wrote the wrong date at the top of the page, three days behind and didn’t notice until much later, when the margin was already fi

Piper knew her mother was home before she even saw her.The house smelled different from the outside, familiar but disturbed.The sharp citrus cleaner her mother only used after she took trips, and something warmer, like steamed chicken and potatoes.The front door was unlocked; her pink suitcase stood upright by the wall, handle still extended, and her shoes were placed neatly, as if they hadn't been there for the past three days.Piper closed the door quietly behind her.“Piper?” her mother called from the kitchen.“In here,” she answered.She dropped her bag by the stairs and walked in. Her mother stood at the counter, her red apron over her rolled-up sleeves shirt.,Her hair was pulled back more tightly than usual, and there was a mug beside her that looked like it had gone untouched for too long.“You’re back early, didn't expect you until this evening,” Piper said.Her mother nodded. “Our Conference ended sooner than expected.”She turned to face Piper, really looking at her. H

Cecil froze, the sudden contact making her stumble. She was sweating, her face pale, streaked with smudges of blood near her temple and cheek. Her breath came fast, ragged, and the urgency in her movements screamed panic.Ember’s eyes narrowed instantly. “What the hell is going on with her?” she muttered under her breath. Suspicion crept into her posture, the way she half-stepped back, arms crossed. “Something’s off.”“Shh,” Piper said softly, keeping her hand on Cecil’s shoulder. “It’s okay, just slow down and breathe”Cecil looked between them, fear and confusion visible in her expression. Piper noticed the faint tremor in her hands, the way she tried to keep herself upright despite the blood and sweat.Ember gave a reluctant huff but stayed close. “Where are you even going looking like this?” she asked sharply.“I… I was…” Cecil started, voice tight, then stopped, She swallowed and shook her head.Piper glanced at Ember, then back at Cecil. “We’ll take you to the school hospital, y

The rink side of campus was louder than the rest.Late afternoon meant practices overlapping, people cutting through with gym bags and earbuds, voices bouncing off concrete walls.Piper walked with Ember along the side path, her fingers hooking absently into the chain of her locket. Not opening it. Just touching it. A habit now.Cecil trailed beside them, swinging her legs as she walked, talking too fast about something Piper only half heard.She’d insisted on sitting with them earlier, plopping herself down like it was the most natural thing in the world, smiling too wide, asking too many questions. Ember hadn’t said anything, but Piper had felt her own questions hanging in the air.They were almost past the rink when the noise changed.Not the usual crowd noise or the coaches shouts when they are practicing. It was male voices that sounded loud and familiar.“Yo, are you serious right now?”“No way.”“About damn time.”Piper slowed without meaning to, Ember noticed immediately and s