جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 100

(Nathan)The door closes softly behind me as I step out of Amara’s office, but her eyes follow me even now.That look she gave me… sharp, fierce, almost scorching.I’m sure she met with Aunt Eliza already, because I ensured it would happen.And now she must be wondering why I’m doing all this. Why I brought Aunt Eliza to the office.What exactly is my plan?But my plan is—I swallow the thought and glance back at the closed door behind me, a smile curling on my lips for a second before I finally walk away.I’m a few steps into a corner, when I collide with someone.The impact is sudden. Light. A soft groan slips out, and instinctively, I bend down.“I’m sorry. I didn’t—”My words fade.Her face.Recognition hits almost immediately. The memory flashes clear in my head. Yesterday at the entrance gate. The way she had rushed toward Amara and wrapped her arms around her.“No, I should apologize. I—”Her voice pulls me back, but I shake my head gently, cutting her off.“You don’t have to.

(Felix)***“How dare you hurt my sister and still claim to be her husband!”*****************My eyes flutter open.Pain greets me first.It spreads slowly, like something crawling under my skin. My head throbs. My body aches. My throat feels dry.I try to move.I can’t.My breath catches as awareness settles in. My hands are tied. My body is strapped tightly to a chair.“What the—”Panic rises instantly.“Get me out of here!” I yell, struggling against the ropes. They bite into my skin, rough and unforgiving. The more I move, the tighter they seem to pull.A voice cuts through the room.Calm. Cold.“Do you know why the poor always fall victim to everything?”My breathing slows for a second.I turn.Nathan.He steps forward from the shadows, two men behind him. Big. Silent. Watching.My heart skips.“What’s the meaning of this?” I demand, my voice shaky despite my effort to steady it. “Huh?”I lift my chin slightly, forcing strength into my posture.He can’t do anything to me.I am Am

(Amara)The weekend passes in a blur of quiet tension and careful movements.I spend most of it taking care of Felix, tending to his bruises, making sure he rests, making sure he heals. It feels strange. Natural. Unsettling.And now, Maya won’t let it go.She keeps going on about how I let him stay over. How I crossed a line. How disappointed she is in me.But she doesn’t understand.It’s my fault Felix ended up like that in the first place. If Nathan hadn’t tried to hurt him, none of this would have happened. He wouldn’t have been in my house. I wouldn’t have had to take care of him.But now…I push the thought aside, pulling open my wardrobe and reaching for a jacket.“He’s gone now,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “It’s a new week. Can we just focus on getting ready for work and forget everything that happened?”“Forget?” Maya scoffs sharply. “How am I supposed to forget when his presence here made me uncomfortable the entire time?”I exhale slowly, swiping through my clothes.“Th

(Amara)The door closes behind me.For a moment, I lean against it, my back pressed flat, eyes shut.I don’t know what it is.The way he looked at me.The way he said those words.But it lingers.Heavy.Suffocating.I push myself off the door and walk back to my desk, forcing my mind into work mode. I barely settle into my seat when my phone beeps.I pick it up.A message from Felix: What about lunch outside the office? Found somewhere nice close by we can go?I stare at it.Longer than I should.And just like that, his voice cuts through my mind again.“You’re my PA, Amara. Act like one.”“Don’t want to see you and Felix together at the office.”My fingers tighten slightly around the phone.I exhale and drop it on the desk without replying.Moments later, something appears in front of me.I blink.Flowers.My breath catches for a second as the image from earlier flashes in my mind. The elevator. Him standing there… holding them.I lift my head quickly.Rayner.He’s standing there.Wa

(Amara)I see the excitement on the photographer’s face the moment I agree.I guess Rayner is right.I didn’t think much about it before. That he might just be trying to earn some money. I never saw it that way. But Rayner did. Instantly.And he’s so… kind.Even after being mistaken for a couple, he didn’t react the way I expected. I thought he would be offended. Especially since he already has a girlfriend. But he didn’t. He understood the man instead.I find myself looking at him.In awe.Then he lifts his eyes toward me, a silent prompt, and I suddenly snap out of it.“Ye—yeah. Sure,” I say quickly, adjusting myself.We turn toward the photographer and let him do his thing.After a few shots, he pauses, looking down at his camera. His face tightens slightly, like something isn’t right.“Is there a problem?” Rayner asks.The photographer sighs, his hand dropping to his side. “It’s the both of you.”He points between us.“The photo isn’t feeling alive.”A small laugh slips out of me.