All Chapters of Babysitting The Jerks: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, Polaris found herself standing before her parents’ grave. The weight of her decision pressed heavily on her chest, but the cool evening breeze felt almost refreshing, urging her to breathe deeper.She knelt before the headstone, her heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. “Mom, Dad,” she began, her voice trembling as she laid her hand against the cold stone. “I’ve been thinking a lot about everything—the pain, the secrets, the way Anne is trying to manipulate me. I feel like I’m losing myself in all of it.”Polaris took a deep breath, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. “I’ve realized I can’t keep going like this. I need to take a step back, to find myself again. For a while, I think I need to leave.”The words hung in the air, and for a moment, she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt wash over her. “I’m sorry if this feels like I’m abandoning you. I know how much you wanted me

Hero threw himself into his studies, hoping the mountain of books, tests, and competitions would drown out the memories of Polaris—the spark in her laughter, the way her curiosity matched his, the way he’d felt alive around her. For days, he tried to convince himself that his future was already set and that Polaris was a distraction from his duty.Each time he passed her in the hallway, he’d keep his gaze forward, his jaw set. But the avoidance tore at him; every time he saw her from a distance, his heart ached. And she… she simply mirrored his silence. Polaris didn’t confront him or try to understand what was going on. She just quietly pulled back, slipping into a distance that felt like a barrier he couldn’t cross.As the weeks went on, Hero found himself wandering to the places they’d spent time together—the library, the art rooms, even the quiet corner in the garden. He wanted to feel that same warmth, the ease of being around someone who saw the world as he did. But in her absenc

The tension was thick in the air when Hero met Anne at lunch. She had been quiet for a while, but now, there was a certain urgency in her eyes that he couldn’t ignore. He hadn’t expected her to approach him today, especially not with the lingering unease from the previous evening still fresh in his mind. But there she was, sitting across from him, her expression set in a way that told him this wasn’t just another conversation about the wedding or their future.“Hero,” she started, her voice low and serious, “I need to talk to you about something important.”Hero looked at her, his chest tightening. He could feel his mind straying to Polaris, as it had for the past few days. There was still a mess of emotions tangled up in him, but he had to push them away, to focus on his responsibilities. “What is it?” he asked, trying to keep his tone neutral.Anne hesitated for a moment before speaking again, her gaze steady but heavy with concern. “I know you’ve been… spending time with Polaris.”

The city skyline stretched across the darkening sky, a mixture of fading amber and deep violet, casting long shadows over the buildings. Polaris stood on the balcony of her apartment, the cool evening air tugging at her hair as she gripped the railing. It had been seven years since she left, seven years since she had said goodbye to the life she once knew, to the people who had helped her become who she was today—and to the ones who had nearly broken her.She thought she had buried the past, but standing here now, she could feel its weight returning, like old wounds reopening beneath a thin layer of scar tissue. Tomorrow, she would see them again—Sebastian, Hero, Daryl, and even Anne, each one holding pieces of a history they all had shared, but which time had distorted, fractured, and remade.The letter from the company had arrived two months ago. “We’re assigning you to a major project in your hometown,” it read, as if her past were simply a location on a map, waiting patiently for

Polaris stretched her legs under the table, her fingers idly flipping through the project details displayed on her laptop screen. It was nearing dusk, the city lights starting to flicker to life outside her window, casting a warm glow into the room. She sipped her coffee, half-listening to the sounds of traffic outside, until her gaze fell upon the project location listed at the top of the document.Her hometown.She sat back, heart skipping a beat as she stared at the familiar name, the memories rushing in before she could push them away. She hadn’t been back since she’d left for good, vowing to carve out her own path far from everything familiar. And yet, here it was, pulling her back when she least expected it.The project itself was a career-defining opportunity—a collaboration that combined creativity and community, everything she valued in her work. It was the kind of project she would have leapt at… if it hadn’t been for the location. She let out a slow breath, scanning through