บททั้งหมดของ THE GIRL NEXT DOOR ISN'T INNOCENT!: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Abigail’s POVJust by hearing the words spilling out of my mother’s mouth, I felt like everything inside me was crumbling. The room tilted. My stomach twisted so tightly I thought I’d choke. I couldn’t…really couldn’t take it anymore. Her voice cut into me like glass, each syllable heavier than the one before.She had always called my father worthless, stupid, even though he’s dead. She still can’t bring herself to respect him, not even a little. She always seems to blame him for every single thing that’s gone wrong in her life.“Misfortune,” she calls it misfortune she heaps on my father’s name over and over again.Why does she do this? It’s like she’s always sounding as if I were the one who forced her to marry him. As if someone held a knife to her throat and made her stand at the altar. But it wasn’t even an arranged marriage.Back when my father was alive, she would praise him. She would tell me stories about how brave he was, how hardworking,and how kind he was.She would smile

Abigail’s POV I didn’t know what had come over me. My whole body was burning up, half from the fever,and half from the cold shivers racing down my spine, and yet, when my eyes locked on Alex and I saw his shirt open and his bare chest was outside.I could see his chest rising and falling with his uneven breaths….I felt something else stirring in me. My hands trembled, not only from sickness but from that electric rush that passed through me whenever I was close to him.I pressed my palm against his chest, tracing the lines of the tattoo I’d stared at countless times before. My fingers moved slowly, almost unconsciously, sliding up and down as though searching for comfort. His skin was warm, far warmer than mine, and that warmth spread through my hand and up into my chest until I thought my heart would burst out.Alex caught my hand halfway as his strong fingers curled around mine. His eyes bored into mine, searching mine as though he already knew what I was planning.His lips tugged

Alex’s POVIf someone had told me years ago that I would one day fall in love with my stepsister—the same girl I once couldn’t stand, I would have laughed right in their face. Maybe even called them insane. Back then, Abigail and I were like fire and ice, constantly clashing over everything. She annoyed me, I irritated her, and the house always echoed with our arguments.But love… love had a way of sneaking in quietly. Now, I can’t deny it….I’m completely, hopelessly in love with her.Abigail.Every time she smiles, something in me melts. Every time she’s hurt, it feels like someone’s twisting a knife inside my chest. When she’s bullied, I want to break the world apart to protect her.And now, seeing Miranda finally come back to her senses, or at least pretending to….made me feel a strange relief. Her apology sounded sincere, but knowing Miranda, I couldn’t be sure if it was real or just another trick. Still, I wanted to believe the best. Maybe she finally realized the damage she caus

ABIGAIL’S POVMy heart was beating so loud I could barely hear myself think. The canteen still smelled of spilled milk and garbage, the humiliation still clinging to me like a second skin. I could feel everyone’s judgmental and cruel eyes on me. Their whispers still echoed in my ears like needles piercing through my skull. A slut! A disgrace! And a trash.But what broke me the most wasn’t their words; it was Miranda’s face… the smirk that lived there, and the way her face curved like poison. When I told her she had no right to tie me up, she laughed so loudly that even the walls seemed to mock me.She loved it, she loved the chaos, the pain, and the attention she was getting. That’s who she was. Miranda didn’t just want to hurt you physically; she wanted to crawl into your mind and make you believe that you deserved every ounce of pain you're getting.I remembered what she did to that girl in class once, the girl was a quiet, shy girl who was slightly overweight. Miranda made her stan

ABIGAIL’S POVI was so shocked when I heard those words from him. For a second, I thought I must have heard wrongly. My mind couldn’t even process it at first. My whole body froze. I looked at Alex, standing there boldly, and I just couldn’t believe what had come out of his mouth.I had been thinking all along that he wouldn’t show up, that he’d probably stay silent just to keep his father’s reputation clean.His father was an influential man—a man who cared about his name, his image, and the family legacy more than anything. And Alex, being his only son, was supposed to protect that image.That’s what I thought he would do. I was certain he would pretend not to know me, maybe even deny everything in front of everyone.But when he came in… when he actually came to me and took off his jacket to cover me, I knew right then that everything I thought I knew about him was wrong.My heart pounded so loudly I could hear it echoing in my ears. His warmth lingered on my shoulders from where he