Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 201 - チャプター 210

RheaThe train station was loud and crowded, the noise of announcements and rolling suitcases filling the air, but everything sounded as if it were happening underwater. My mind was numb, buzzing with a strange kind of adrenaline that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with finality. This was it. The end of one life and the beginning of… whatever came next.Elora stood beside me, her hand resting gently on my arm, her eyes shiny with unshed tears. She looked at me, her face twisted with worry and pain, and she couldn’t hold it back anymore.“Rhea, please,” she begged, her voice trembling as she squeezed my arm tighter. “Just think about this one last time. You are hurting so much right now, you’re not yourself. You’re about to do something you can never undo. Don’t leave like this.”I looked at her, and I knew she meant well, but my heart felt like stone. There was no turning back.“I am clear on this, Elora,” I said softly, but firmly. “My mind is made up. There is noth

RheaThe television in the living room was loud enough that they probably thought I couldn’t hear them.I could hear everything.I sat at the small kitchen table with a plate of rice I had made myself because nobody had offered and I listened to my father’s wife through the thin wall between the kitchen and the living room and kept my face completely still.“I don’t care what the situation is,” she was saying. Her voice had that particular quality it always had when she had decided something and was informing rather than discussing. “I don’t want the guilt in this house. You are already a handful. I don’t need another problem added to the expenses of this house. She cannot stay here. I want her gone.”I looked at my rice.I had been here four days. Four days of sleeping on the pullout sofa and eating whatever I could find and trying to take up as little space as possible. Four days of my father’s wife moving around me like I was furniture that had been delivered to the wrong address.

RheaConsciousness felt like fighting my way through thick, heavy fog. My eyelids were weighted down, refusing to obey me, and a dull ache throbbed behind my temples. I tried to blink, small sounds of discomfort escaping my throat as the world slowly came back into focus.Bright light stabbed at my eyes the moment I tried to open them, making me flinch and groan.“I think she’s coming around,” a male voice I didn’t recognize spoke nearby.“Really?” Another voice answered, rough and worn out. It sounded familiar, though... like I knew it from somewhere.Pushing past the pain, I forced my eyes open. The brightness was overwhelming, forcing me to squint until my vision cleared. I realized I was in a room I didn’t know. A medical professional in blue scrubs stood a few feet away, but my attention was instantly drawn to the man leaning against the bed rail, watching me intently.“Where am I?” My voice came out raspy, my throat dry as sandpaper.A broken sob was his only answer.“Greg?” I

RheaI walked with my head held high.On my left was Jackson, his hand firmly tangled with mine, his long fingers wrapping securely around my smaller ones. On my right was Brandon, his arm draped comfortably over my shoulders, pulling me close into his side.There was no hiding anymore. No more sneaking around. No more lies.Ever since that picture was sent out, the truth had been laid bare for everyone to see. We weren’t hiding it. We weren’t ashamed of it. And right now, walking through the busy school corridors, they were owning every single bit of it. They were my shield, my protection, and they made sure everyone knew exactly who I belonged to.My hand rested instinctively on my stomach, which was now noticeably rounded at five months. Pregnancy had changed my body, but with the way these two looked at me, I had never felt more beautiful. The hormones were there—mood swings, cravings, tiredness—but they took care of everything. They anticipated my needs before I even spoke them.

RheaI’d been so excited about the surprise date, I didn’t even think twice about how mysterious they were being. Curiosity wiped away any nervousness, and I found myself walking faster, hurrying down the path that led to the garden.I was almost there when something caught my eye and made me stop dead in my tracks.Beautiful lanterns glowed softly, hanging from the tree branches, while strings of warm lights lined the way forward. I stared all around me, soaking up the magical atmosphere.It’s them, I realized, my heart swelling with love. Knowing it was Jackson and Brandon who had created this path just for me, excitement flooded through my veins and I almost started running.The garden soon came into view.Golden fairy lights were twined elegantly around the white pillars. Moving closer, I saw vines of fresh white roses and baby’s breath covering the roof and railings, making it look like a scene straight out of a dream.“It’s so beautiful,” I breathed, my hand flying to my