Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Comeback (book 1 of the Miller family): Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Adam's P.O.V.I walked into the school library, two coffees in hand, the next Saturday morning. Yeah, yeah, I’m a flatterer, but in my defense, it felt as if I still owed my one true mate a million more coffees before I would be able to make her forget about our first disaster coffee date. And now, it was my mission to do so. To make her forget about all the bad and make her focus on the good from now on, so hopefully soon, she would start to see how great we fitted together.The school library was a realm of forgotten takes and hidden knowledge. The shelves, all lined with dusty tomes and worn paperbacks, whispered secrets from centuries past. I stood at the entrance, for the last time taking in what the old library looked like. The same library that I had set in more times than I could count, working on some school project when I had been a student myself. But now, Jenna would come and change this place, make it better. Just like she was changing me for the bet

“What about you?” I asked him, knowing that now that I had been honest with him, I might get an answer out of him as well. And when his eyes dipped down to look at his beer bottle, I somehow sensed that he was about to be honest with me and lay his heart on the line as well. I just didn't know if I would like the answer or not...“I did have one serious relationship. I mean… sort of.” He nodded.“We were dating for about a year, before I found out that she had been lying to me. I ended the relationship right then and there. Haven’t really dated much after that.” He shrugged.“I’m sorry.” I frowned.“Did you love her?” I asked Adam, my chest contracting since I honestly feared his answer.“At some point in time, I thought I did love her. But right now, I honestly don’t know if I ever truly did. When I found out about the lies, it felt as if all the

As Eluna walked toward the house, I walked over to her, giving her a quick hug to tell her that everything was fine and we could forget about our fight. And with a final nod of approval, we both got back inside the house where Eluna walked up straight into her bedroom like usual, while I found myself in the kitchen, looking down at my phone and hoping to have received a text from Jenna. But of course, nothing. Thank God, I had been smart enough to ask principal Carter for her number as well, since I would be the spokesperson for the school in regards to building the new library, and before my mind could even register it, my fingers were already typing. Adam: I want to apologize for tonight, my sister acted like a spoiled little brat.I walked over to the sofa and sat down, resting my legs on the small coffee table. Smiling as I saw those three dots appear on my screen, telling me Jenna was sending me a m

Adam’s P.O.V.I sat on my wooden desk as I listened to Jenna speak, hoping to God that she hadn’t slept with my brother at some point in time. Ever since Koda had come to help out in the library, he had been silent mostly or out of the house, probably trying his best to avoid me, giving me no chance to corner him into asking him what the hell the deal was between him and Jenna in the first place. The rain started pounding against the windows of my small office, a steady rhythm that seemed to match the erratic beating of my own heart. Jenna and I sat next to each other, the small distance between our bodies both comforting and suffocating at the same time, because I desperately wanted to hold her and yet was afraid to move too fast since I still had no idea what had happened between Koda and Jenna. This room, usually bustling with students seeking guidance from their gym teacher, now held an air of vulnerability that I wasn’t sure I was r

Jenna’s P.O.V.The dark skies outside almost made it seem as if it was late at night instead of late afternoon, casting a silvery glow into Adam’s office from the one small window that he had. The tapping of the drops against the window mimicked the fluttering of my heart, caught in a dance of anticipation and bittersweet nostalgia. Destiny had a curious way of folding time, bringing forth fragments of the past that were best left undisturbed. Adam stood before me, his presence a blend of strength and vulnerability that tugged at my heartstrings. His stormy brown eyes bored into mine, and I could sense a whirlwind of emotions swirling beneath the surface. There was a hint of nervousness in the corner of his lips, a vulnerability that made my heart ache for him. As his lips came closer, my breath hitched, and my fingers tightened around the fabric of his shirt. A small second ago, I had lifted my hands and laid them on his chest with every inte