All Chapters of Am I in love with the Billionaire's Son?: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

SilverHenry stood frozen. His eyes were locked on us, on me and Javier and the expression on his face was something I had never seen before. Something I could not explain but it was definitely Something broken. Something that made my heart stop and my stomach drop all at once.The pain was unmistakable, it was written all over his face. It was written in every line of his face, in the way his eyes blinked with disgust and pain underneath it, in the way his hands clenched at his sides. He looked like someone had just punched him in the chest and he was still trying to figure out how to breathe. I opened my mouth to speak, to explain, to do anything except stand there like a deer in headlights. But no words came out. My throat had gone dry. My brain had stopped working.Then Henry composed himself. It was subtle. A shift in his gaze, he looked the other way. A mask sliding into place. His voice, when he finally spoke, was cold and filled with disgust. Distant in a way that hurt more

Silver I sat on my bed awhile after Emily had finished talking, her words echoing in my head like a song I couldn't turn off.“You don't think you'll fall in love with every boy you meet, Silver?"I had never thought about it that way. Not really. I had been so focused on surviving, on getting through each day without falling apart, that I had never stopped to consider what I actually felt.But now, sitting in the silence of my dorm room, I couldn't avoid it anymore.It had never occurred to me that I had thought of being with another boy aside from Henry. I don't think I had thought of being with Henry in all actuality. It just happened, these things they call feelings really do come out of nowhere. Henry ruled my mind and even my body whether I liked it or not. I rammed through my thoughts. As I remembered that terrible incident with the man from the bar.Even when I had gone home with him that night I wasn't even thinking about him. I had been thinking about Henry. Wishing it w

Silver The DeterminationMy legs felt like lead as I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall where a faint crack spidered upward like the fractures in my own life. Exhaustion pressed down on me, heavy and unrelenting, wrapping around my chest until every breath required conscious effort. Sleep had become a stranger these past few nights chased away by the endless loop of chaos that refused to quiet.The police case loomed largest in my mind, a dark shadow that tainted everything it touched. Those sterile interview rooms, the skeptical eyes of the detectives, the way they’d asked the same questions over and over as if repetition might force a different truth from my lips. Then Stella’s slapsharp, stinging, delivered with all the venom of a friendship shattered in an instant. The crack of her palm against my cheek still echoed in my ears. Campus gossip had done the rest, spreading like wildfire through lecture halls and dorm corridors. By now, half the student body probably be

Silver I was exhausted.Not the kind of tiredness that sleep could fix. The kind that settled deep in your bones, heavy and unshakeable. The kind that made every step feel like wading through cement.Everything felt too conflicting. Too overwhelming. The police case. Stella's slap. The campus gossip that lingered as I made it to my dorm and passed the corridor. I could literally hear them and see it in their expressions.I could feel people's eyes prawning and gossiping me in the hallways, and hear the whispers behind my back. Javier's unwanted confession. Henry's hurt face burned into my memory like a brand.I couldn't keep track of it all. Couldn't process it all. Couldn't breathe through it all. But one thing was clear.I needed to fix things with Henry.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, my hands trembling in my lap. The thought of facing him made my stomach churn. He probably didn't want to see me. He probably hated me. He probably thought I was just like everyon

Silver The tension in the room was suffocating.I didn’t even know when Henry stepped between me and his father, his body serving as a wall. I could see the muscles in his neck straining, could see the way his hands were clenched into fists. He was holding himself back. Barely."Father," Henry said, his voice sharp and cold. "This is Silver. She's the girl who was in the crash with me."Mr. Williams barely acknowledged me. His eyes flickered in my direction for the briefest moment, cold and dismissive, like I was nothing more than an inconvenience. A mosquito buzzing around his head. Then he turned back to Henry."Tomorrow," he said flatly. "We leave for England. I've already made the arrangements. My lawyer will handle the rest."Henry's face went pale. "You can't just—""I can. And I will." Mr. Williams stood up slowly, straightening his jacket. "You've made a mess here, Henry. A complete disaster. I've spent years cleaning up after you. I'm done.""Father—""Don't." Mr. Williams h