All Chapters of Love and pain : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ariana quickly learned that ignoring Oliver Knight did not make him disappear.If anything, it made things worse.Every hallway she walked through, every class she attended, every quiet moment she tried to enjoy—he was there. Not always directly, not always speaking, but watching. Observing. Studying her like she was some kind of puzzle he intended to solve.And Ariana hated it.She wasn’t scared of him. That was the difference between her and everyone else. But that didn’t mean she liked the attention. It felt suffocating, like being pulled into something she never asked for.“Okay, I need you to be honest with me,” a voice said, snapping her out of her thoughts.Ariana looked up to see Liam dropping into the seat across from her in the cafeteria, a grin already forming on his face.Liam wasn’t just her friend—he was her cousin. They had grown up together, shared everything, and he was the only reason she had agreed to transfer to Westbridge High in the first place.“What?” Ariana as

After that day, something changed in Ariana’s head.Not fully.But enough.She didn’t like it.Because doubt was worse than anger.Anger was simple. Clean. You knew who to blame.But doubt?Doubt made everything messy.And Ariana hated messy.Still, she didn’t tell anyone what Liam said.Not yet.Because part of her didn’t want it to be true.---At school the next morning, Oliver noticed it immediately.Not because Ariana said anything.But because she didn’t.She walked past him in the hallway without stopping.Without looking.Without that fire in her eyes.Just silence.And somehow, that bothered him more than her yelling ever did.Tomos noticed it too.“Bro,” he said quietly, leaning against the locker. “She’s ignoring you now.”“I can see that,” Oliver replied flatly.James smirked. “That’s new. You usually enjoy when people are scared of you.”Oliver didn’t respond.Because this wasn’t fear.It was something else.Something worse.Distance.---Ariana tried to focus in class.S

After Chloe showed up, nothing felt simple anymore.Ariana tried to ignore it at first. She really did. She told herself it didn’t matter, that whoever Chloe was had nothing to do with her.But that didn’t last.Because the way Chloe spoke to Oliver… wasn’t normal.And the way Oliver avoided explaining things made it worse.It stayed in her head longer than she wanted.And she hated that.---The next morning, Ariana didn’t go straight to class.Instead, she stood near the basketball court, waiting.Tomos was the first to show up.He slowed down when he saw her.“Well,” he said, slightly surprised, “this is new.”“I need answers,” Ariana said.Tomos sighed like he already knew what was coming.“Yeah… figured.”Ariana stepped closer.“Who is Chloe?”Tomos didn’t answer immediately.That alone made Ariana more serious.“She’s from before,” he said finally.“I already know that,” Ariana replied. “Before what?”Tomos looked around before speaking.“Before we came here,” he said quietly. “

Ariana woke up slowly in a hospital bed, her vision blurry and her mind heavy as if it had been locked underwater for a long time. The white ceiling above her looked too clean, too calm, as though it had not witnessed the chaos she remembered. For a few seconds she could not place herself in time or space, and then everything returned at once in broken flashes. The hallway. The struggle. The sudden movement. The sharp fear. And Oliver’s face as he tried to pull her away from danger.“Ariana,” a voice called softly beside her.She turned her head with difficulty and saw Liam sitting next to her bed, his eyes red and tired as if he had not slept in days. Relief crossed his face the moment she moved.“You’re finally awake,” he said gently.Her lips felt dry when she spoke. “What happened?”Liam hesitated, lowering his gaze for a moment before answering. That hesitation alone made her chest tighten.“They arrested Oliver,” he said.For a second, the words made no sense. It felt like her m

The morning light crept into the school slowly, like it wasn’t fully sure it wanted to be there.Oliver noticed that kind of detail now more than before.He stood near the corridor window, watching students arrive in scattered groups. Some were laughing too loudly, others walking like they were already tired of the day before it began.But Oliver didn’t feel like part of any of it.Not anymore.It wasn’t that he was different from them in an obvious way.It was something quieter.Like something inside him had started observing instead of participating.He adjusted the strap of his bag and stayed where he was for a while longer than necessary.Then he saw her.Ariana.She entered through the main corridor like she always did—steady steps, no hesitation, no attention seeking.She didn’t look around much.But she always seemed aware of everything anyway.That was the part Oliver couldn’t ignore.She noticed things without trying to announce it.Ariana slowed slightly when she reached the