Todos los capítulos de Forsaken: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Lucian's POVMy eyes open as I take in a deep lungful of air, blinking repeatedly to wash away the onslaught of memories that blended together in the most torturous way.Eyes full of pride and love shifted to ones wet with tears and shame; a smile so wide it warmed my heart morphed into a look of guilt and pain. I slip out from the covers and try to settle my breathing, try to clear my mind, try to not think about it.But it was there.All the hurt and pain I’d caused, all the pain I’d felt. The looks of regret and the ones of disgust. The proud ones that seemed so distant now against the disappointed ones I’d come to expect. Their gazes shot by in my mind, reminding me of the world I’d left behind, the tormented one I tried to bury and the blissful one I’d almost forgotten.They were there, all of it there as it buzzed and spun until it settled on the one image that hurt the most. The broken face, the one covered in tears, the one with shame and sadness, the one I’d taken the light f

Iris’s P.O.V.Lucian’s family home was beautiful.The walls were coated in a gentle cream coat that was the base for several art pieces and numerous framed photographs. The cream color shifted slightly in tint when it came to the large, marble pillars that seemed to climb the walls for ages until it finally reached the arching ceilings which resembled that of a unique dome.But that wasn’t what made this home so undeniably beautiful. It was the fact that it felt like a home, a lived-in space that spoke of beautiful memories and experiences at every turn.There was a never-ending sea of pictures that lined all the hallway walls we passed through, some small and others dauntingly big, but all offering me glimpses into a childhood that seemed to be filled with nothing but joy. Bright smiles filled in the details where my eyes failed to. I couldn’t find a single fault in any, besides the fact that I couldn’t see them properly or pick out which of the beaming faces belonged to Lucian.I le

Iris's P.O.V.Intruding.It felt like the wrong word to use, but yet also the only one I could find to describe this feeling. I felt like I was intruding.Not only into this clearly complex and complicated situation that Lucian had left behind when he met me, but also on the emotions that were coming out because of it. It almost felt wrong to witness this family, which seemed to be bursting with love for one another, now completely broken into pieces.But it wasn't that I didn't want to be here or regretted agreeing to come. I could see now what Lucian meant when he said that he needed me. It made sense with the dependency we'd formed for one another, and even more so when I imagined a scenario where the roles were reversed.If I, God-forbid, had to go home, I would want Lucian with me every step of the way, even if that meant him having to witness the ugliest parts of it and those who resided there pretending to be parents. I wouldn't be able to get through it without him.So I unders

Iris’s P.O.V.Milo was in Lucian’s arms, hugging him with everything he had, before the front door to Lucian’s family home had completely opened. His smile was big and blinding, the only thing I could make out amongst the long trails of blonde hair that draped over Lucian’s shoulder.Milo’s small arms struggled to connect around Lucian’s broad back, but he didn’t seem to be deterred by the challenge, only tightening his grip on his brother as he rested his head on Lucian’s shoulder.Light blue eyes rose to me for only a moment, but it seemed to be enough to snuff out the happiness there as his smile tucked itself away while he unlatched himself from Lucian to step back to the rest of his awaiting family.“S-Sorry,” he stutters under his breath, his head downcast while he twists his fingers nervously in front of him.I frown in confusion as Lucian glances back at me. Taking my hand in his, he tugs me forward until I was next to him, my eyes revealing a saddened smile resting on his lip

Lucian’s P.O.V.I didn’t expect this.When I was preparing to come home and face everything I left behind, I didn’t expect my leaving to create even more issues.I thought I’d just have to face four people: Mom, Dad, Jace, and Sienna. I thought I’d see them and it would be hard, but we’d work things out somehow because there wasn’t any other option but to fix what was broken. And it’d be okay because Iris would be by my side and everything would be okay.But then Kaia was yelling yesterday, blaming me for what happened when I left, blaming me for things I didn’t want to happen. She was hurt, and so were Kaelen and Milo; they were in the crossfire of all this, even if I didn’t realize it.“What do you want to talk about?” Kaia says as she turns to face me with crossed arms to match the walls she was building around herself.I look around the room that was supposed to be her bedroom.“Dad spent months trying to get this right,” I tell her as I look around the familiar space, a smile tug