All Chapters of Obsessed With My Stepbrother: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

 Carlos’ Point of View: I was working full time in Scarlet Industries. It was a developing company that rose to fame in the last three years and was looking to expand. Even though I had originally wanted to start my own, I knew it wasn’t easy, I didn’t have enough time and I loved working more than I loved bossing people around. My boss was a nice fellow. He had been kind enough to let me visit Isabelle on Fridays for hours—even though his work ethic was strong and he’d make all of us work six days a week. In return for his nice efforts, I worked my ass off on work days and made sure he was satisfied with my work. Everything was in order. Fridays were usually my favourites—I had to work less, I

Achilles’ Point of View:I walked inside Isabelle’s ward after I got a text that Carlos wouldn’t be able to make it. She was still awake—she had stopped falling asleep so much and has been generally better. Although that did mean that the chances of her memory returning were dimming every second. I didn't know if it was good or bad, to be honest. I obviously was happy that she was getting better because that meant she was genuinely happier and doesn't hate me at all, but that also kept me in this dull ocean of guilt that I was getting away with hurting her without a proper punishment or even any consequences at all.I put up a smile and walked inside. Her eyes shifted toward me as she sat up. “Hey.”“Hey.”She looked at me—from my eyes down to my body and her eyes stopped at my chest. I felt anxious as if she could see through it, so I looked down and my eyes widened at the small burnt part of my shirt. It might have happened because I put it down immediately after taking the flames a

 Achilles’ Point of View:“I hope you count me as a good enough friend to share. I’m here, for you, Achilles. And I know you said no, but… I love you.” Isabelle said with sincere eyes as she looked at me.I looked back at her, taken aback by her sudden confession. It took a long moment for me to muster up a reply that wouldn’t complicate things further.“Isabe—”“No, shh,” She stopped me from saying anything as she picked up the cream and started applying it slowly and delicately. “Don’t say it.”“Uh…” I exhaled.“I know you do

Isabelle’s Point of View:I took a deep breath as I stared at Achilles. He looked so pretty in his messy hair which fell on his forehead as perfect as they could, his beautiful eyes so innocent and lovely, just the most beautiful thing I had ever seen—and his perfect lips. His expression was fragile, and delicate as he looked at me with calmness.“Achilles?” I asked as he didn’t say anything.“Damn it, Isabella, I…” He looked at my eyes and my lips simultaneously. The way he did that made me think he almost wanted to kiss me, but didn’t he say I couldn’t do that till everything came back to me? Why would he give me mixed signals when he knew that I was…I stepped back because I knew I couldn’t control myself if he kept staring at me like that. He looked away as soon as our distance increased. I turned around and moved back into the room.“What’s up, A–Achilles?” I asked to change the topic. “And what are you doing up already? I told you to rest for sometime.”“Yeah, you did…” he whispe

 Achilles’ Point of View:‘How long could we be a sad song?Till we were too far gone to bring back to life,I gave you all my best me’s, my endless empathyand all I did was bleed as I tried to be the bravest soldierFighting in—’The song was interrupted by the knock on my door. I groaned as I hit pause on my phone and walked over to open the door. Carlos looked at me with a sad expression, enough for me to know she woke up, remembered everything, left and probably wants nothing to do with me.I stepped aside as he walked in and sat down on a chair.“She’s gone,” He said slowly after a brief moment.I exhaled as I walked past him, over to my bed. “Yeah, I figured.”“She was worried if you were okay.” He looked up at me as if that was supposed to change my mind about her feelings.“She’s hu