All Chapters of THE NIGHT I RUINED MY FOREVER : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Kylie’s POVThe moment Aurora’s eyes met mine, my body froze.It wasn’t shock. It was fear. The kind that comes when fear finally puts a face to itself. My heart slammed hard against my ribs, my palms instantly damp, my stomach tightening in a way that had nothing to do with nerves and everything to do with instinct.Fred’s voice echoed in my head.She wants you gone. Not ruined. Dead.I hadn’t taken him seriously enough then. I was taking it seriously now.Aurora smiled like this was amusing. Like she had just walked in on something mildly entertaining, not walked into a room where her enemy stood exposed.“So,” she said slowly, eyes dragging over me, “this is where you ran to.”I took a step back.My hand moved to my stomach unconsciously, protective, terrified. everything inside me suddenly felt fragile. Breakable. Too precious to risk.Aurora noticed the gesture.Her smile sharpened.“Still playing the victim?” she asked. “Or is that new?”“Please,” I whispered before I could stop

Fred’s POVI stopped counting the days a long time ago.Time in prison doesn’t move forward.It gives you too much space to think and not enough room to breathe. Every night I lay on the thin mattress staring at my life wasting, replaying Aurora’s face, her voice, the way she smiled while everything burned.She used me.She destroyed me.And she walked free.I clenched my fists until my nails bit into my palms.I wouldn’t rot here while she lived comfortably. That wasn’t how this would end. I promised myself that much. Over and over. Until the promise hardened into something solid.A mission.The officer on night duty was someone I recognized. Years ago, before everything went wrong, we’d worked together. Drinks after shifts making Silly Jokes. I waited for the right moment.When he passed my cell, I spoke casually, like I had nothing left to lose. “You still hate black coffee?” I asked.He paused.Recognition flickered in his eyes.That was all I needed.Conversation came easy after

Liam’s POVThe drive to Aurora’s house felt heavier than usual. I glanced at Klington , sitting rigidly beside me, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, though I knew his mind was spinning a thousand directions. He had made it clear he wanted her dead. I nodded along, careful to hide my own thoughts. I was playing a dangerous game, and I couldn’t afford any misstep.“Are you sure she’s home?” My voice broke the silence.“Yes,” He said, steadying his voice. “She should be here. We’ll handle this quietly. Klington ’s jaw tightened. I had seen that look before—pure rage simmering under control. It was the kind of anger that made you believe nothing could stop it.When we arrived, the first thing I noticed was the gate. It wasn’t closed. Not even slightly. It hung on its hinges as if it had been left open deliberately, creaking softly in the morning breeze. “Something’s off,” I murmured under my breath.Klington didn’t answer. He simply got out of the car, his footsteps loud against the dri

Liam’s POVThe blaring sirens came first, cutting through the uneasy quiet of the early morning. My heart sank immediately. I had known the city was restless, the whispers were growing louder, but I had never expected this level of intrusion.Before I could make sense of it, a team of officers in full tactical gear stormed the front of my building. Their eyes scanned. “Liam Harris,” one of them barked. “You’re under arrest for questioning regarding the death of Aurora Nobi.”I froze, disbelief flooding through me. “What? You’re… what? Arrest me? For what?” My voice was sharp, a mix of panic and fury. I looked around, trying to see if this was a joke, some twisted prank, but there was no humor in their faces.Before I could speak again, they moved with precision, restraining me with cuffs that bit into my wrists. “This is ridiculous!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the hallway. “I’ve done nothing! Nothing! You have no proof!”One of the officers glanced at me, expression unchanging. “W

Kylie’s POVThe house felt calm and lazy.Yamar was stretched out on the couch, one arm behind my head, the other lazily scrolling through his phone. I was curled up near him, my legs tucked under me, half-listening to the television, half-lost in my thoughts. Nothing special was happening on a normal basis he would give my hickeys or even give me a warm bath but nowadays it was just work, work, work.I remember thinking, maybe this is peace.Then the door slammed open.I sat up so fast my head spun.Liam stood there.He looked nothing like the man I once knew. His eyes were red, his jaw clenched so tight it looked painful. He wasn’t shouting. He wasn’t crying. That somehow made it worse. His silence was loud, vibrating with something unstable.“Kylie,” he said.My heart dropped straight into my stomach.Yamah was on his feet instantly. “What the hell is going on,I thought you were in jail?”Liam didn’t even look at him. His eyes were fixed on me, like the rest of the room didn’t exis