CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

CHAPTER FORTY-ONEADRIAN'S POVIf anyone asked me what today's lecture had been about, I wouldn't have been able to answer even if my life depended on it. The professor had spent the better part of an hour filling the whiteboard with formulas and explanations while the rest of the class scribbled away diligently, but every word that left his mouth seemed to dissolve before it reached me because my mind had stubbornly latched onto something far more frustrating than chemistry. The entire school knew; they knew Sophie and I had broken up, or at least that was the story making its rounds through every hallway and classroom, and as much as I tried to convince myself it shouldn't matter, the irritation refused to loosen its grip. I had always known this fake relationship would end one day. Hell, I was the one who had agreed to call off the plan after everything that happened with Daniel. So why did it feel like someone else had made that decision for me? Why did it feel like I had been

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

CHAPTER FORTY-TWOSOPHIE'S POVDaniel's question lingered in the air, wrapping itself around every pair of eyes fixed on us. The hallway had become unnaturally quiet, as though hundreds of students had collectively forgotten how to breathe while they waited for my answer. Daniel remained on one knee with the bouquet cradled carefully in his hands, his nervous smile wavering ever so slightly beneath the weight of my silence, and all I could do was stare back at him, my thoughts tangling over one another until I couldn't separate one from the next. This wasn't how today was supposed to go. None of this was supposed to happen in front of an audience, and certainly not with the entire school watching my every expression as if my answer belonged to them too.A sudden ripple swept through the crowd before I had the chance to speak. Whispers broke out from somewhere behind the students, followed by people instinctively stepping aside until a narrow path appeared through the middle of the h

Chapter Forty-Three

Chapter Forty-ThreeSophie's pov He stood there, chest rising and falling, eyes locked on mine like he was daring me to look away.“If I hadn’t walked into that room,” he asked, voice low but edged with possession, “what was your reply going to be?”I stared at him, stunned into silence for a second. The audacity of the question after everything we’d been through left me speechless. ‘He drags me out like I’m his, and now he wants to interrogate me?’“That doesn’t concern you,” I finally said, my tone sharp. “Nothing about my life concerns you anymore, Adrian.”“Yes, it does.” He stepped closer, frustration and fear mixing in his eyes. “Are you that blind? Or are you really that stupid?”“Don’t you dare insult me!” I snapped, anger flaring hot. “What’s your deal if I say yes to him? He is handsome, soft-spoken, wonderful… in fact, a perfect match for me. Someone who actually shows up without playing twisted games.”Adrian’s jaw clenched hard, jealousy flashing across his face. “Oh re

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR Sophie's POV The office door clicked shut behind me, but it did nothing to muffle the chaos raging inside my head. Every step down the hallway felt heavier than the last, my heart refusing to settle as Adrian's voice chased me through every corridor. "I like you... far more than I ever planned to." I clenched my jaw and kept walking. No. I wasn't doing this to myself again. I wasn't going to let one confession erase everything else. Not the distance he'd put between us, not the divorce papers he had sent, not the way he'd left me questioning my own worth until I'd convinced myself I was nothing more than a responsibility he'd grown tired of carrying.

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CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR