MINE. STILL. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 14

I stood in the doorway, staring at a room that, if I didn't know any better, could be mistaken for the set of a billionaire vampire movie with unresolved childhood trauma and suspiciously tasteful interior design.This room was too big. Too neat. Too Theo.Dark maple walls met floor-to-ceiling windows that looked straight out onto a sea of pine trees. Like someone had said, "You know what would be great? A bed for two... and the elite Manhattan version of the Forks forest as a view."Seriously. It was Twilight, upgraded: not a cabin but a castle. Not a forest but a private park the size of Central Park. And not Edward Cullen, but Theo Rodriguez..sexier, darker, and, unfortunately, emotionally more destructive.In the center, a king-size bed sat with a textured black leather headboard, gray linen sheets, and pillows arranged so symmetrically my OCD felt personally addressed.An industrial chandelier hung elegantly from the high ceiling. The floors were original hardwood, interrupted by

The car slid smoothly through the packed streets of New York, though everything looked calm from behind the matte-black, bulletproof windows. Of course it did. This was a Rodriguez car. If it could talk, it’d probably have a Spanish accent and a deep, cocky voice saying, “I cost more than your apartment, Dianna.”I leaned back, head resting against buttery leather that was so soft, it made me think, huh, maybe I wouldn’t need therapy if all my problems came with headrests like this.Theo sat beside me. Gray T-shirt, black joggers, and that smirk he’d flashed five minutes ago when the driver opened the door. Now, he was quiet. Zoned in on his phone, fingers tapping fast, brows slightly furrowed like he’d just uncovered a plot twist in his life that he didn’t like.I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. I wouldn’t admit it out loud, but a small part of me… was worried.His eyes didn’t leave the screen. His jaw tightened. Then he let out a long breath and ran a hand down his face,