It was a joke

Zayne’s POVWell… that didn’t land the way it sounded in my head.The second the words left my mouth, the room changed temperature. Not metaphorically. It was like the air itself stiffened, pulled taut between three bodies that suddenly didn’t know where to stand anymore.Isla hasn't said a word. She just stared at me.Not with anger. Not with fear either. It was worse than both—something quieter. Something that looked too much like disappointment trying to hide behind concern. Like she’d reached a conclusion she hadn’t wanted to reach.My throat tightened.“Why would you ask that?” she said softly.Her voice didn’t rise. She didn’t accuse me. She didn’t shout. That was the problem. When Isla was scared, she went quiet. When she was hurt, she went still. I’d learned that much already.Rico shifted beside her, jaw tightening. I felt his eyes on me, sharp and unblinking, like he was deciding whether I’d crossed a line that couldn’t be uncrossed.“I was just asking,” I said, hating how w

Last Updated : 2025-12-27

Is this love?

Isla’s POVThe room felt too bright for how quiet it was. Not the clean kind of quiet—the kind that pressed against my ears until I could hear my own pulse, heavy and uneven, like it didn’t belong to me anymore.Aurora stood closest to the bed.Her hands were on Zayne—one at his shoulder, the other curled gently around his wrist, fingers pressing lightly as if counting something only she could feel. His arm looked wrong beneath her touch. Too still. Wrapped in white. Tubes disappearing into skin that was usually warm, alive and restless.She didn’t cry. That was the first thing that unsettled me.Her face was drawn tight, eyes sharp with control, but there was no hysteria, no shaking. Just vigilance. Like she was standing guard over something fragile and dangerous all at once.Ronan stood a little farther back. He didn’t move. Didn’t pace. Didn’t speak.He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, dark eyes fixed on Zayne, unreadable and cold in a way that made my skin prickle. M

Last Updated : 2025-12-28

She’s gone….

Isla’s POVThe room felt impossibly tight, even though I’d been standing in it for what seemed like hours. My chest pressed against my ribs as if the walls themselves were closing in, and every subtle movement in the room sent shivers through me.Ronan’s eyes never left my face. Not even when Zayne shifted in the bed. Not when Rico straightened.Not when the machines hummed softly behind us, indifferent to the way my pulse thudded too loud in my ears.The words were still there. Hanging. Sharp around the edges.It hadn’t sounded like a question. It had landed like something dropped and shattered—too sudden to catch, too late to pretend it hadn’t broken.I stared at Ronan, mouth open just enough to breathe, but not enough to answer.Because I didn’t know how to say yes without sounding guilty.And I didn’t know how to say no without sounding like a liar.My fingers curled slowly into my palm.I could feel it then—the shift. The way the air rearranged itself. The way the room stopped be

Last Updated : 2025-12-29

All Chapters of Brotherzoned: Chapter 71 - Chapter 73

It was a joke

Is this love?

She’s gone….