Love They Shouldn’t Have のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

The library had a way of swallowing sound.Amelia noticed it the moment she stepped inside, the heavy wooden doors closing behind her with a muted thud that echoed briefly before dissolving into stillness. The scent of old paper and polished floors filled the air, familiar yet grounding. It was the kind of quiet that felt intentional, like the building itself demanded reverence.She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder and exhaled slowly.This was supposed to be her safe place.Yet today, her chest felt strangely tight.She told herself it was exhaustion the late night, the restless thoughts, the way her mind refused to settle. But deep down, she knew that wasn’t the truth. The truth had a name. And a face. And a voice she had only heard once, yet it lingered as if it had etched itself into her memory.Ethan.She hadn’t expected to see him again so soon.She walked toward the literature section, her fingers grazing the spines of familiar books as she passed. Normally, this ri

AmeliaHome was quiet in the way Amelia liked.Not empty. Not cold. Just… settled.She kicked off her shoes at the door and dropped her bag beside the couch, the familiar scent of lavender and clean laundry wrapping around her like a memory she trusted. From the kitchen came the low hum of voices — her mother and Lily, talking about something light, something unimportant.The kind of conversation that meant everything was okay.“Amelia?” her mother called. “You’re back early.”“Yeah,” she replied, walking in. “Classes ended sooner.”Her mother smiled at her from behind the counter. There were faint lines at the corners of her eyes now not from sadness, but from survival. From rebuilding a life that once felt impossible.“How was your day?” she asked gently.Amelia paused.“Fine,” she said. Not a lie. Just incomplete.Hannah looked up from her phone at the dining table, already reading between the lines. Her older sister always did.“You’re quiet,” Hannah said.Amelia gave a small smi

Ethan’s POVEthan had always believed that emotions were liabilities.They distracted you.They made you careless.They turned good intentions into irreversible mistakes.So he learned how to keep his face calm, his voice steady, and his heart locked behind walls no one ever questioned. It worked until her.From inside his office, he watched her move around the workspace quietly, efficiently, like she was trying not to be noticed. She never complained. Never lingered. Never asked for help unless it was absolutely necessary.People like her didn’t grow up feeling safe.Ethan recognized the signs too well.She carried her past the way some people carried scars hidden beneath clothes, invisible to strangers, but aching when touched the wrong way. And somehow, without trying, he had become someone who touched too close.A knock came at his door.Clara didn’t wait for permission before stepping in.“You’ve been distant,” she said.Ethan didn’t look up immediately. “I’ve been busy.”“You’re

The next morning felt heavier than usual.She noticed it the moment she stepped into the office the subtle shift in the air, the way conversations dipped when she walked past, the glances that lingered just a second too long. She told herself she was imagining it, that years of learning to be alert had trained her to read danger even when none existed.But when she reached her desk, she saw Ethan standing by the glass wall of his office.Waiting.Her pulse quickened.He looked up as if he’d sensed her, eyes locking onto hers with the same intensity from the rooftop the night before. No smile. Just something quiet and serious, like he was bracing himself.“Can we talk?” he asked.She nodded.Inside his office, the door closed softly behind them. The silence that followed was different from the ones they’d shared before tenser, uncertain.“Clara requested a project reassignment,” Ethan said.Her stomach dropped. “Because of me?”“She didn’t say that,” he replied carefully. “But the timi

The first thing she learned about love was that it never announced when it was about to hurt you.It arrived quietly.Settled gently.Then one day, without warning, it demanded more than you were prepared to give.She felt that truth deep in her chest as she walked into the office that morning.Something was wrong.Not obvious. Not loud. Just… off.The air felt tighter. Conversations stopped when she passed. Eyes lingered longer than usual. Whispers followed her down the hallway like shadows she couldn’t outrun.She reached her desk and found an envelope waiting.No name.No explanation.Her fingers trembled slightly as she opened it.Inside was a printed email.An internal complaint.Anonymous.Her stomach dropped as she read the words.Unprofessional conduct.Inappropriate emotional involvement.Favoritism.Conflict of interest.Her chest tightened painfully.This wasn’t just gossip.This was an accusation.Ethan found out minutes later.He was halfway through a meeting when his pho