All Chapters of Letters And Lies : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter Thirty one: Dear SethPhoebe’s POVThe drive to school was suffocating. Seth’s hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles were pale. I sat as far from him as the seat would allow, staring out the window, refusing to look at him. The silence between us felt heavy, like it had weight. I could still feel the anger from last night simmering under my skin.He pulled into the school parking lot and killed the engine. I reached for the door handle immediately, desperate to get away from him.“Stop,” he said, his voice low and firm.I paused, fingers still on the handle, but I didn’t turn to face him.“I have a new task for you,” he continued. “Before the end of the day, you’re going to write a sex letter about me. A filthy one. And you’re going to give it to me.”My head snapped toward him. “What?”“You heard me,” he said, his eyes locked on mine. “Write a letter about all the dirty things you think I do as a fuckboy. No holding back. And hand it to me before school end

Chapter Thirty Three: Taking sides.Phoebe’s POVMorning light filtered through my curtains, soft and golden. I sat at my small desk, staring at a fresh sheet of paper. The new letter for Seth. My pen hovered over the page, but the words wouldn’t come easily. I kept thinking about the way he had touched me, the way my body had reacted even though I hated it. I couldn’t write something like that again.I reached for the crumpled paper I had thrown aside earlier. The old letter. I smoothed it out on the desk and read it again.My cheeks burned as the words stared back at me. It was too raw, too honest, too dangerous for him to read. There was no way I could give him this.I crumpled it again, walked to the window, and threw it out. The paper disappeared into the bushes below. I sat back down and started over. This time, I kept it normal. Controlled. Just enough to satisfy the task without giving him more ammunition. I wrote about his hands, his voice, the way he looked at me when he was

Chapter Thirty Five: Hidden AgendaPhoebe's POVmy heart kept racing as I watched the doctor examine mom. She was alright physically—no cuts or sprains, but I had a feeling something was off, I just couldn't understand what it was. Her smile was flat like she was forcing it to convince everyone that she was alright.My patience finally snapped and I spoke up. “Is mom alright doctor?”The doctor dropped his stethoscope, turning to me gently. “Yes. She just felt dizzy because she has iron deficiency. She just needs to eat more proteins.” I exhaled in relief. “Oh.. okay doctor, thank you.”Mom shifted in the bed, leaning out gently. “I told you I was fine Fifi, you don't have to worry too much.”I sat beside her, taking her hand gently in mine. “You’re my mom, I have to worry about you.”She let out a soft smile, parting my hair. “Thats why I love you.”The doctor stood up and picked up his briefcase. “I'll take my leave now. If you need anything else, you have my number, right Mr As

Chapter Thirty-seven: Locker room rage Seth’s POV I stood by the bleachers, arms crossed, watching the whole ridiculous setup with zero interest. The “Never Kiss and Tell” event was in full swing, and the hall was loud with excitement. I had no plans to participate. None. Then my guys spotted me. “Astor! Come on, man!” Marcus laughed, grabbing my arm. Two others joined him and dragged me toward the line of guys despite my protests. “Fuck off, I’m not doing this,” I muttered, but they didn’t listen. They pushed me into place with the others, grinning like idiots. I stayed at the edge, scanning the crowd. My eyes found Phoebe almost immediately. She looked nervous, picking at her fingers the way she always did when she was anxious. My chest tightened without permission. It was her turn. They tied the blindfold over her eyes. My jaw clenched as they shuffled the guys around. She started walking slowly, hands slightly outstretched. She passed Conrad. I saw her hesitate ne

Chapter Thirty nine: Lost on the run “My snow man and me, heyMy snow man and me, hey hey heyBaby Don't cry snowman. Don't you fear the sun. Who would carry me without legs to run honey Without legs to run honey.” ~Snowman by sia~ Phoebe's POV I woke up feeling like shit. My eyes were swollen with dark circles under them. Seth's words still echoed in my head. He reminded me of why I hated him. He was a fuckboy and my enemy.Here I was, overthinking about a silly kiss we had, but him? It meant nothing to him.I wasn't supposed to be angry. It meant nothing to me—or so I thought.I couldn't rule it out as normal. It was my first kiss, I would never forget it, no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't.My stepbrother being the one who I shared it with made it impossible to forget. I loved the kiss I shared with my stepbrother. How do you erase that from your memory? How do I act normal in front of him when all I can think of is devouring those lips again?I sank into my pil