บททั้งหมดของ 60 Days to Get Married: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 89

The following chapter may contain sensitive content for some readers; moderate discretion is advised.The time I spent in the car felt like an eternity, not only because I didn't know where we were going, but also because the silence in the vehicle was deafening. I stared out the window, watching the road ahead.I had lived almost my entire life in this city, and I knew that the place we were going to wasn't typical, nor very populated. We were going to the outskirts of the city, but I didn't quite know how to ask him where he was taking me."We're almost there," he said finally."Thanks for the update," I turned to smile at him and continued looking out the window.My phone was in my backpack, completely silent, while the feeling of unease continued to grow in my chest, making me feel an urge to jump out of the car and ask for help from any other passing vehicle.The car slowed as it turned onto a narrow street. I noticed the houses becoming less frequent, until finally Carlos stoppe

The silence of the street was overwhelming; we were on the outskirts of the city. Many of the houses around us were empty, or there were simply vacant lots. I stopped for a second to catch my breath. When I heard a car engine in the distance, my brain, combined with the adrenaline, made me catch my breath and keep running as fast as I could.As I kept running, I saw two lights on the street, but I didn't stop. I ran and turned into an alley, which could have been more dangerous for me, but I couldn't get a car in.Then, at the end of the alley, there was a main street, and a motorcycle pulled up in front of me at full speed, extending a helmet toward me. The feeling of imminent danger was still there, but it wasn't coming from the stranger in front of me, but from someone behind me."SOFIA!" I heard Carlos's voice in the distance, and without thinking, I grabbed my helmet, jumped on the motorcycle, and clung tightly to the person in front of me.He sped off, leaving the place behind,

Sebastian's eyes flickered, almost as if my question had taken him by surprise. He looked at the motorcycle, then at me, his jaw clenched."It's not mine," he finally said. "It's Ian's."I frowned, but didn't say anything more.He brushed the paper in his hands. "He put the tracker on you because he's investigated Carlos more than I should have. He knew things about him that perhaps none of us knew."The night air seemed to grow thicker, the silence oppressing us once more. I felt the grass beneath my hands, damp and cold, giving me stability as my mind wandered. I returned to that memory of him pressing me against the wall in an empty house, of how Carlos had almost... I felt my chest tighten at the mere memory of the act and how he had disrespected me in every possible way.“Sebastian,” I whispered, “are you saying that… Carlos, the man I was going to marry next week… there’s more to him than we knew?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he seemed to just drift off, as if the answ

Olivia's POVThe moment I saw Sofia's face, I felt a lump in my throat and I was unsure whether I should continue speaking. My mouth still hurt terribly when I talked, but I had been through so much and now I had my sister and a potential ally in front of me, and I couldn't stay silent.I began to tell them, little by little, without giving away that Sofia is my sister because I'm not ready to tell her yet.I started with how my mother had died just a few months after I was born, murdered by the betrayal of a close friend, or so I was told.I ended up in an orphanage, where unfortunately, they didn't just take in children from the streets, but they chose a few for special programs. Some were chosen as spies, others as informants, others as deadly weapons. I was lucky that they didn't consider me so special and they trained me in self-defense.When I was barely five years old, they started replacing my diet and games with disguised training. Everything was changing and becoming more an

I knew there wasn't time to dwell on these things right now. So I simply took a deep breath and let it out through my mouth, trying to prepare myself psychologically for what was coming.Sebastian placed his hand on my shoulder and nodded, and I continued walking. Olivia gave me a light hug and whispered, "Take care," and then Ian nodded from a distance, still reviewing the documents in front of him.Then, I left the apartment, letting them stay as if it were theirs, and at that moment, it was, it was ours.I left while looking at the address Lucas had sent me, and I shuddered. I remembered very little about that place, but I remembered that it had never given me good vibes. It took me almost an hour to get to my grandfather's house, but I finally arrived. Standing in front of those large doors, an image from the past suddenly flashed into my mind—this very place, but many years ago.It was never a place where I felt affection or anything like that; it was simply a place that used to