All Chapters of Shadows Of The Dark Heart : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Aria's POV We walked down the stairs together. He moved with effortless energy, while I struggled to keep up. My legs still felt weak, every step reminding me of what had happened in the bathroom.But him?He walked as if nothing had happened.As if he wasn’t the reason I could barely walk straight.Aurora’s eyes landed on us as she walked toward us. “Come, have breakfast before you leave,” she said to Vincent.He barely glanced at her. “No. I’m in a hurry.”He hadn’t eaten last night. Because of me.The guilt still lingered and yet, I was relieved that he wasn’t hurting me for making him eat spicy food.His fever had gone down when I woke up, but he still needed food.Before I could stop myself, my hand moved, gripping the fabric of his shirt.“Please… eat,” I said hesitantly. “You didn’t eat last night.”I expected him to brush me off to walk away witandut a word, like he always did.But instead, he paused.His fingers wrapped around my wrist, and without saying anything, he turned

Vincent POV Her body jolted, but the cuffs kept her restrained on the table, blood trickling down her arm. My jaw tightened as I watched her.She deserved worse."Please! You know me!" she sobbed, her body shaking in insane pain.I stopped looking at her and whispered, "Who the fuck are you?"My lips curled in disgust. I leaned in, my voice dropping to something dark that I wasn’t able to identify.My tone was low, but the danger in it was clear… and I was sure she could sense it."Did we ever meet? Did we ever talk?"She whimpered, shaking her head as she cried."Then why the fuck did you tell her that you slept with me?" I growled. My grip on the screwdriver tightened, my patience snapping like a brittle thread."That pathetic lie you spat out of your filthy mouth..."I ripped the screwdriver out of her palm as blood splattered onto the table, flowing onto the ground.The sharp, metallic scent of blood filled the air.Before she could even catch her breath,I drove the screwdriver

Aria's POVA choked gasp escaped my lips as my hands flew to my mouth while a fresh wave of blood poured from the open wound.I could barely breathe.“No-no, you’re bleeding so much-” my voice cracked as panic clawed its way up my throat. “Y-you’ll die! Please, stop.don’t do this”I grabbed my scarf and pressed it against the wound on his shoulder, my hands trembling. The fabric turned red immediately.I was crying now, blinking through tears, my heart thudding so loudly I could barely think.My hands shook as I held the scarf against his shoulder, trying to stop the bleeding, but the blood kept coming… more and more.“Shhh,” he said softly. His eyes met mine so calm, impossibly calm for someone wounded like this. Is he real?He reached out and gently cupped the back of my head, guiding it to his chest. His palm was warm, steady, hiding the storm he was clearly holding back.“It’s nothing,” he murmured against my hair, his voice low. “I’ve had worse.”Nothing?How could he say that wh

Aria's POVThe morning sunlight made me wake up from sleep slowly. Sitting on the bed, I blinked as the familiar ceiling hovered above me. I felt my body stiff and heavy, unable to get up from the bed.For a second, everything felt blank.And then, like pieces of glass falling into place, last night came back.The gunshots. Vincent’s bleeding shoulder. The hospital. Sylvia.I sat up, feeling the sheets slip off me, and a new wave of information hit me.My clothes were different. Someone had changed them… no one did. He had.My heart hitched into my throat.I hurriedly glanced around the room. Vincent wasn’t there. Relief washed over me; the air felt light and breathable because he was not here.I quietly thanked God because right now, the only thing I wanted was to avoid Vincent.I must’ve fallen asleep in the car. After that, I don’t remember how I came here, but I don’t need an answer. I know it.I put my legs off the bed. I walked toward the bathroom without making any noise, as if

Author's POV The words echoed in her mind a man can never forget his first love again and again, but her face avoided any reaction. She just looked ahead at the function where people were laughing in happiness, focusing on nothing in particular.But deep inside, something shifted. A silence, loud and heavy, carried something that made her heart twist in a way that started to sting, a sensation crawling through her chest.The voices around her began to drown out, leaving only the words the woman had said echoing in her mind.Aria sat there for a moment before getting up. Without any words or reaction, she walked away slowly, every step controlled.She didn’t want to hear more. didn't need to.She walked away from the conversation of those two women, her face calm, as if nothing had happened, her steps light but her heart just a little heavier than before.She didn’t know where she was going. Maybe anywhere was better than sitting there, listening to memories that didn’t belong to her,