جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 70

☠️Adrian☠️ I watch Sophie stare at the scars across my chest. She looks shocked. Not disgusted. Not afraid. Just… stunned. Her eyes move from one scar to another before finally returning to my face. “Adrian…” I button the first few buttons of my shirt. “You don’t have to look at me like that.” “How am I supposed to look at you?” I say nothing. She lowers her eyes. “I’ve never seen anything like that before.” “Most people haven’t.” Her gaze lifts again. @Does it still hurt?” “No.” “Do you remember what happened?” I look at her. “Some of it.” She waits. I don’t continue. She seems to understand that I’m not going to give her more. @I’m sorry,” she whispers. I shake my head. “You don’t have to be.” “But someone did that to you.” My jaw tightens. “They did worse to my family.” The room becomes silent. Sophie watches me carefully. “Are you going to find them?” I don’t hesitate. “Yes.” The answer comes so easily that she blinks. “You know who they are?” “No.” “Then how w

❤️Sophie❤️ I close the door and lean against it. For several seconds, I don’t move. Vivian’s words keep replaying in my head. “I still want Adrian. And I'm going to get him no matter what.” I hate that they bother me. I hate even more that I believe her. She didn’t look like someone trying to scare me. She looked like someone who would do whatever it takes to get back what she has lost. Adrian. I close my eyes. Why does that bother me so much? I push away from the door and walk toward the living room. The house feels strangely quiet now. I sit on the sofa and pull my legs beneath me. I shouldn’t be thinking about Vivian. But every time I try to push her out of my mind, another thought takes her place. “I’ve spent years knowing Adrian in ways you probably don't.” I stare at the floor. She knows him. His past. His habits. Things I don’t know. And maybe that’s why I felt so small standing in front of her. She has years with him. I have weeks. I look down at my stomach. My

☠️Adrian☠️ Something is different the moment I walk through the front door. I can’t explain it. Nothing looks out of place. The house is quiet. The staff moves through their usual routines. Everything is exactly where it should be. Yet I know Sophie well enough now to notice when something has changed. And when I find her upstairs, I understand why. She is sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing. The moment she sees me, her expression changes. Not fear. Not guilt. Something closer to satisfaction. “What happened?” She shakes her head. “Nothing.” I loosen my tie. That answer has become her favorite whenever she doesn’t want me asking questions. I walk farther into the room. “You’re smiling.” Her lips immediately flatten. “I’m not.” “You were.” She looks away. Interesting. I remove my jacket and place it over the back of a chair. “How was your day?” “Fine.” “That’s all?” She nods. I study her for another moment. Usually, Sophie talks when she’s nervous. Tonig

❤️Sophie❤️I wake up before Adrian. For a few seconds, I don’t remember why my wrist and neck hurt. Then I do. My eyes fall to the faint red marks around my wrist. Last night comes back in pieces.His hand closing around me. The sudden change in his face.The way he looked at me like he wasn’t seeing me at all. And then—“Don’t touch me.”I swallow. I don’t know what frightened me more. The strength in his grip or the look in his eyes afterward.It hadn’t looked like anger. It had looked like fear. I sit up slowly. Adrian is already gone from the bed.Of course he is. I stare at the space beside me.For some reason, I expected him to leave after what happened. But he didn’t. He stayed.I remember waking briefly during the night and seeing him sitting in the chair by the window. He hadn’t said anything.He had simply been there. Why? I push the blanket away and stand. My wrist aches slightly when I move it.I rub it absently as I walk toward the bathroom.I stop in front of the mirror

❤️Sophie❤️The next afternoon, when I open my eyes, the room is already filled with golden light. For a few seconds, I don’t move.I stare at the ceiling, trying to figure out what time it is. The house is strangely quiet. I turn my head toward the window.The sunlight is low, casting long shadows across the bedroom. Late afternoon.I reach for my phone on the nightstand and check the time. Almost four. I blink. I slept that long?I push myself upright slowly. The other side of the bed is empty. Adrian is gone.I don’t know why that realization bothers me.After everything that happened yesterday, I suppose I should be used to waking up without him beside me.Still, I find myself staring at the space for a moment longer than I should. I pull the blanket away and place my feet on the floor.The moment I stand, something strange happens. A small flutter twists inside my stomach. I freeze.My hand immediately moves to my belly. “Baby?”I almost laugh at myself. It’s too early for me to f