WHEN HIS HEART GOES WRONG のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

ERIC: My eyes fluttered open in the hospital. My mother, head bowed, was praying and weeping. I had survived. Her prayers worked. I had escaped death…against my wish. Since I couldn’t talk because of the stitches and the bandage around my neck, I placed the only hand without plaster on hers. She lifted her head. The moment she saw me awake, she sniffled a deep cry…her stare screaming both disappointment and relief. I felt sorry for her. I had done that without thinking of her. I acted selfishly. And sadly, I was about to act for myself again. I couldn’t stay. The bullying and condemnation were one thing, but existing in the same city with Leonard, yet never being able to reach him? Impossible. The second she left the ward to get the doctor, I grabbed the phone she left on the bedside locker and bolted. Wearing the hospital uniform, I flagged a cab to a hotel. Determined to stay miles away from my past, I left the continent and took a one-way flight to Africa. Five years l

ERIC:"I've been calling all night! Where the hell did you dump your phone?" I said through clenched teeth, trying not to wake the person in bed."Who is this?" Lucas mumbled from the other end of the phone."It's past noon, Lucas. Get your âss over here," I said in a low tone, staring at the other me, still sleeping deeply. "Hurry.""Eric?""Yes, it’s Eric! Snap out of it, man!""Ha! And yet you claim not to be in love with me," he said, his voice still groggy but clearer. "Apologise, lover boy.""This is not the time, Lucas. Come meet me.”His footsteps echoed over the line. Lucas had likely gone into the spare room I use whenever I sleep over. It’s our thing—calling each other into different rooms by phone—but the thing is, I didn’t sleep over last night."Where are you, Eric?" he asked again, realising I wasn’t anywhere. His voice was now fully awake."Queens Cot. Room 316," I confirmed."Why aren’t you here?"“Just come. Please, Lucas. I’m losing my mind.”After meeting my doppel

ERICA:I had expected a lot of things after running away: endless calls from home, news about my missing, maybe even a scandal. But it’s been almost two days of silence. Nothing about me has been publicised. And out of all the scenarios I imagined, sitting beside my doppelganger and waiting for a result that could declare us siblings? That wasn’t on the list.If I’m being honest, I already believe Eric is my brother. It’s not just the eerie resemblance. For what it’s, I have never seen a boy-girl twin pair look this identical, proving that Eric may be a version of me from another planet. My belief is rooted in how I’ve always been treated in my so-called family.A near-mute mother, God rest her soul, an uncaring father, and a stepmother with her perfect son. None of them ever cared. Maybe I really was adopted.It makes sense now! No real father, no matter how power-thirsty he is, would willingly ruin his daughter’s life for riches. My father? He’s happy to hand me over to Leonard with

POV: LEONARD: I couldn’t get into my suit for the wedding. I thought I would scale through with it. As the invitation cards went out and everything began to fall into place, I convinced myself I could handle this last private transaction. But standing in front of the mirror, staring at the suit, I realise I was about to cross an endless bridge… into a union I would never come out from, and one I would always regret. So I typed on my phone. After several unsent drafts, I finally messaged Erica the last one, stating I wouldn’t be available for the wedding. It wasn’t because Erica was the kind of woman I couldn’t fancy. Truth is, I’ve never fancied any woman. I don’t think I ever will. No, you are wrong. I’m not into men. I’m simply not into anyone. My heart has never fluttered. I don’t believe in love or flowers. To me, everything in life is business—transactions, benefits, profit margins. There’s no such thing as hearts for hearts, love for love. It’s always love for money. He

ERIC: “Why did you kiss him?!” Erica flared, vibrating with fury as she paced the room. “He kissed me!” I fired back, matching her tone. She had startled me this morning, barging into Leonard’s house unannounced like a storm. I panicked at first, but when she confirmed Leonard had already left for work, earlier than a CEO should, I relaxed. She hadn’t only come to interrogate me about the kiss, but also to get ready for work. That alone brought me relief. Because if she had suggested I take over for her at work, too, I might have ended this drama. Or maybe, I wouldn’t have. I might as well find a way to cope, because after that kiss, after watching Leonard melt into me like I was the only thing grounding him, I felt something. A connection I never expected. Stupid, I know. But the spark was real. “You shouldn’t have let him kiss you in front of everyone!” Erica snapped, slipping into her pants. “Now Nathan will think I have fallen for that stiff, cold-hearted Leonard!” He’s