Todos los capítulos de Forbidden Flower : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 9

Vanessa had just woken up from her afternoon nap and was lying comfortably on her bed, scrolling through her phone when her mother walked into the room. She glanced at her daughter and shook her head with a small smile. “Vanessa, you're still not dressed?” she asked. “We’re all invited to your father’s business partner’s house, and you know we can’t afford to be late.” Vanessa looked up from her phone and smiled at her mother. “I know, Mum. I just don't know what to wear.” She looked at the clothes scattered across her bed as though they had personally offended her. Her mother laughed softly and walked over to her. “You know you look beautiful in almost anything you wear. Stop stressing about it and just pick something.” She gave Vanessa a gentle pat on the shoulder before walking toward the door. “You have a few minutes. I’ll be downstairs.” “Okay, Mum,” Vanessa called after her, finally getting out of bed. A little while later, Vanessa came downstairs dressed for the even

Vanessa didn't remember falling asleep. One moment, she had been sitting on the floor of her bedroom with her parents' photograph pressed against her chest, crying until her body was completely exhausted. The next thing she knew, she was waking up to the sound of loud voices coming from downstairs.She opened her eyes slowly and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds. Then the memories came rushing back, and the heaviness in her chest returned. Her parents were gone.She turned onto her side and pulled the blanket closer to herself. She didn't want to go downstairs. She didn't want to see those people again or listen to them argue about her father's properties as though that was the most important thing in the world.But then the voices suddenly stopped.Vanessa frowned.The house became strangely quiet for a few seconds before another commotion broke out downstairs. She could hear several voices speaking at once, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.Curiosity got the bet

Vanessa stood in the middle of her room, staring at the half-packed boxes scattered around her. Clothes were folded neatly into suitcases, books were stacked in small piles, and a few of her favourite things were carefully wrapped before being placed inside another box. Everything she owned seemed to be disappearing into bags, and with every item she packed, the reality of what she was about to do became harder to ignore.She was leaving.Leaving the house she had grown up in. The same house where she had taken her first steps, celebrated birthdays, had countless arguments with her parents, cried herself to sleep, and made memories she would never get back. It had always been home. Now, in a matter of hours, she would be walking away from it and going somewhere completely unfamiliar.She didn't know what waited for her on the other side. She didn't know what her life with Ryan would look like, or what exactly her future held. Everything had happened so quickly that sometimes it felt l

Ryan walked down the hallway toward Vanessa's room, glancing at his watch.He had expected her to be downstairs by now, or at least somewhere around the house. She had been awake for most of the morning, asking questions and trying to understand everything that had happened to her. He had left her some time ago, expecting that she would eventually come looking for him.But she hadn't.He stopped in front of her door and knocked lightly.There was no answer.Ryan frowned slightly and opened the door.The sight that greeted him made him pause.Vanessa was asleep on the bed.She wasn't even properly lying down. She had fallen asleep in a position that made it obvious she hadn't planned on sleeping at all. Her hair was slightly messy, and her face looked completely exhausted.Ryan stared at her for a few seconds.A small smile appeared on his face."So this is what took you so long," he murmured.He walked over to the bed and gently adjusted her position. He pulled her legs properly onto

Vanessa woke up to the sound of soft music playing somewhere outside her bedroom.For a moment, she stayed underneath her blanket, staring at the ceiling with a sleepy smile. Then she remembered.Her birthday.She sat up immediately.Today was the day.For the first time in a long while, the thought of her birthday didn't make her feel like crying. Instead, there was a strange excitement sitting in her chest. She was finally turning eighteen. She was officially an adult, and, according to the arrangements her parents had made before their death, she would soon have access to the inheritance they had left for her.But more than the money, Vanessa wanted one thing.She wanted to feel loved.She wanted the kind of birthday her parents would have given her if they were still alive.She wanted the fuss, the ridiculous amount of attention, the embarrassing pictures, the cake, the gifts, and her mother's voice telling her how quickly she had grown.She missed them terribly.A knock sounded o