All Chapters of MY LONG LOST LOVE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

CHAPTER 80My Grandfather's SecretMIYAKAFor a moment, Miyaka forgot how to breathe.The man standing at the top of the stairs looked exactly like the figure she remembered from the old photograph.Her grandfather.The word felt strange in her mind.Not warm.Not comforting.Not like the word should feel when attached to family.It felt dangerous.She stared at him while fragments of childhood memories collided inside her head.His hand holding hers.His voice calling her little star.His smile.Her mother's frightened face.A locked door.A warning.Never call him Father.Call him Director.Miyaka's fingers tightened around Moises's hand.The old man noticed.His gaze moved toward their joined hands.Something almost like sadness crossed his face.“You still reach for him.”Miyaka's eyes narrowed.“What?”“Moises.”The way he said the name made Moises stiffen.“You've always reached for him when you're frightened.”Miyaka's stomach twisted.“You watched me?”The old man descended an

CHAPTER 82The Father Who Was Supposed to Be DeadMIYAKAMiyaka couldn't move.She couldn't breathe.She couldn't even blink.The man standing at the top of the staircase was supposed to be dead.Her father.The face she had spent years trying to remember correctly.The face that existed in faded photographs, half-remembered dreams, and stories her mother had told her in a voice that always seemed to break whenever she reached the end.The man she had mourned without ever being allowed to mourn properly.He was standing there.Alive.Older.His hair was streaked with gray, his face harder than she remembered, and there was a scar running from the corner of his jaw toward his neck.But his eyes—Miyaka knew those eyes.She had inherited them.She had looked into them every m

CHAPTER 84The Boy From My Forgotten MemoryMIYAKA“Little star.”The nickname struck her harder than the sound of the gunfire.Miyaka stopped breathing.For one impossible second, the tunnel disappeared.The damp stone walls.The flickering emergency light.The people standing around her.All of it dissolved beneath the weight of two words she hadn't heard since childhood.Little star.Only one person had called her that.Or at least, that was what she had always believed.Moises.Her first best friend.Her first love.The boy who had sat beside her beneath the mango tree, stolen pieces of fruit from her lunch, laughed whenever she became angry, and promised her that no matter where life took him, he would find his way back.But the voice coming from the oth

Chapter 86The Girl Who Had My FaceMIYAKAYour twin.The words didn't make sense.They entered Miyaka's mind, but they refused to become real.A twin.Her twin.A girl with her face.A girl she had supposedly buried.A girl her mother claimed she had killed.Miyaka stared at the woman standing several feet away from her, desperately searching her face for something that would make the words easier to understand.A lie.A mistake.Anything.But her mother's eyes were filled with the kind of grief that couldn't be faked.“You're lying,” Miyaka whispered.Her mother shook her head.“I wish I was.”“No.”“Miyaka—”“No!”The scream tore through the tunnel.Miyaka stepped backward, shaking her head so hard that tears flew from her eyes.“No. I don't have a twin. I would know.”Her mother looked at her with unbearable sadness.“You were never supposed to know.”“Then why tell me now?”“Because you found the truth.”“What truth?”Her mother looked toward the red door.“The truth they spent tw

Chapter 88 The Promise Beneath the Mango TreeMIYAKAThe footsteps grew louder.Miyaka stood in the middle of the tunnel, her fingers curled around the red bracelet, while everyone around her prepared for another confrontation. Jason moved closer to her father, checking whether the man was still breathing. Adrian raised his weapon toward the entrance, and Lucian positioned himself between Elias and the red door. Even Seraphina, who had seemed determined to remain composed throughout the night, had gone unnaturally still.Only Moises remained beside Miyaka without reaching for a weapon.His hand rested near hers, close enough that she could take it if she wanted to, but he didn't force her to. He understood that she was struggling to hold herself together, and he understood something else, too: the next person who appeared might change the meaning of everything they had just heard.Miyaka was