All Chapters of Kiss Of A Fallen Star: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Eva's Pov:The first thing I felt was silence.The only sound that reached me was the steady, mechanical beeping of machines. My head throbbed, every inch of my body weighed down by a heaviness that felt more like chains than flesh, and beneath it all was a numbness that frightened me more than pain ever could.It wasn’t the kind of silence that comforts, the kind that wraps around you like a blanket. No— this was hollow, sterile silence, the kind that belongs to hospital rooms where machines hum faintly and the air reeks of antiseptic. My eyelids resisted me, heavy as though they carried the burden of years instead of hours, but I forced them open.White ceiling.White sheets.White walls.Everything sterile.Everything foreign.It didn’t take long to realize where I was— lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by emptiness. My mind scrambled, desperate to stitch together the broken pieces of memory, but they slipped through my grasp like shards of glass.I had hoped Ryan would be there—

Eva's Pov:And just like that, the room fell silent again — cold, sterile, heavy with the weight of everything unsaid. I could feel it in my gut, a warning that something bad was about to unfold. But exhaustion pressed down on me, and I had no strength left to dwell on it. I let my eyes close, hoping for a brief escape.The door creaked open. I forced my eyes open, expecting Damon perhaps— or Ryan, though hope was a fragile thing. Instead, Ryan’s parents walked in, their faces etched with disappointment. Yet, to my surprise, they managed a smile. And then I saw him.My little boy.No wonder they smiled they loved to pretend like the loving gradparents around Eric.Eric rushed toward me, his small arms wrapping around me with a desperate strength only a child could muster.“Mommy…” he whispered, his voice trembling as tears streaked his cheeks.“You scared me, Mommy. Daddy said a car hit you… Daddy said Uncle D will punish the bad woman who hurt you.”His words broke me and healed me a

Eva's Pov:I sat quietly, watching Ryan and Caroline argue, their voices rising and falling like waves crashing against each other. To anyone else, it might have looked like a mother and son locked in a heated disagreement. But to me, it was something far more dangerous.A deep part of me whispered that this was just another performance. Another carefully staged drama meant to corner me, to manipulate me into surrendering — into agreeing to sign divorce papers and hand over custody of my children to Ryan and Tessa, or worse, to Caroline.The thought made my stomach twist. Caroline had already trapped me once, forcing me to sign a prenup under the guise of “family honor.”I was never sure if Ryan even knew about it. She had insisted that the only way she would allow Ryan to marry me was if I signed it discreetly, without anyone else knowing. It wasn’t just any prenup — it was cruel, humiliating, filled with conditions designed to strip me of dignity and power. And yet, I signed it. I s