All Chapters of Bound by a billion hearts: Chapter 131 - Chapter 135

The silence didn’t fade after Daniel spoke.It shifted.Pulled tighter around them, like something unseen had drawn the room inward.Isabella didn’t look away from Alexander.Not even for a second.Because if she did, it would feel like giving in.And she wasn’t doing that.Not again.“You’re not leaving me behind,” she said.Her voice wasn’t raised.It didn’t need to be.It carried something sharper than volume.Certainty.Alexander held her gaze.Unmoving.“You’re not coming with us.”The same answer.The same tone.Like nothing she said could change it.That was the problem.Her jaw tightened.“You keep repeating that like it becomes true.”“It doesn’t need to become true.”A pause.“It already is.”Something inside her snapped.Not loudly.Not violently.But completely.She stepped closer.Closing the space he had created earlier.“You don’t get to decide that.”His expression didn’t shift.“You’re not in a position to take that risk.”“I’m already in it.”“You don’t understand th

The hallway didn’t change when they stepped into it.That was the point.Fluorescent lights hummed overhead. A cart sat abandoned near the wall. Somewhere, far down the corridor, a nurse’s voice drifted in and out of earshot.Ordinary.Calm.Deceptive.Isabella didn’t slow down.Her steps were even. Measured. Not rushed, not hesitant. The kind of pace that didn’t attract attention because it didn’t give anyone a reason to look twice.Daniel walked a step behind her, angled slightly to the side, his eyes moving without moving. He didn’t turn his head. He didn’t need to. Every reflection in the glass panels, every flicker of movement at the edge of his vision, he tracked it all.Alexander stayed on her other side.Close enough to reach her.Far enough not to make it obvious.His presence was quiet. Controlled. But there was tension in it. Not the kind that showed on the surface. The kind that sat underneath, coiled and ready.They walked.No one stopped them.No one called out.But Isab

The sound didn’t fade.It stayed.Echoing in Isabella’s chest long after the shot had already been fired.For a second, everything around her lost shape. The crowd, the movement, the noise of the city all blurred into something distant and unreal.All she saw was him.Alexander.Still standing.But not untouched.Her breath caught in her throat, sharp and painful, as her eyes locked onto him. Her body refused to move at first, like it needed confirmation. Like it needed proof that she wasn’t about to watch the same thing happen all over again.Not again.Not him.Not like this.“Alexander…”His name barely left her lips.But he heard it.Of course he did.He always did.His head turned slightly toward her, his expression tight, controlled, but there was something underneath it now. Something strained. Something that hadn’t been there before.“I’m fine,” he said.The words came out low.Too calm.Too practiced.She knew that tone.It wasn’t reassurance.It was dismissal.And she didn’t