All Chapters of A Sweet Sin: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~Lilith's POV~It can’t be true, right? What kind of nonsense is this? Ha! What has my foolhardy stubbornness gotten me into now?Bastian has two children with his brother’s wife? This family gives off serious horror movie vibes, one terrible secret after another, and somehow, I’m always caught in the middle of this madness. I need to leave.I turn away, trying to move my stiff legs, but they feel like lead. I drag them forward, forcing myself to walk, ignoring the way Bastian’s face drains of color when our eyes meet. His blue eyes are filled with fear. Hurt."Lilith, please, wait." His voice is desperate. No, I can't. I just need to get out of here. I can’t be here."Please, just listen to me," he says, his voice breaking in a way that shreds my heart into a million pieces.I want to stay. I want to hold him, tell him everything is okay—but I can’t. I’m too young for this level of drama. My own family is already a mess with my mother’s controlling ways, and now this? I can't afford

~Lilith's POV~Thoughts of Jamie circled around my mind. I couldn't shake the guilt I was feeling. Maybe I was too harsh. Regardless, someone needed to tell him.Maybe I shouldn't have been that someone. Jamie is an elder. When I was younger, my parents taught me that it was never the place of a younger person to correct an elder.Why they said that, I don't know. Why I am adhering to that instruction, I don't know either. But if an elder, just like Jamie, is doing wrong, shouldn't a younger one say something?Ahh... I don't know. I just spoke the truth as I saw it. As an elder, he should know he is hurting his son. Maybe it wasn't my place, but I have done it. I will just avoid him for now, just in case he is angry.Meanwhile, as for Alfonso, I can never see him as an elder. He doesn't deserve such respect from me. I can't ignore or forget the horrible words he said."Look who we have here."I could never forget that voice, no matter where I am thrown.I didn't say anything, or rathe

~Bastian's POV~Do I hate myself? Yes. Do I feel like ending it? Yes. Am I tired of everything? Yes. Yes, and yes again.Yet, in the midst of all this, all I could see was the little woman standing up for me. No one ever did. They all blamed me. Whoever heard the story without knowing everything blamed me.As a growing adult, unable to bear the accusatory eyes and demeaning words, I had left home with Ellara, fully intending never to look back. Like a ray of sunshine, Ellara and I found out three months later that we were expecting our first child.Like a fool always seeking his parents’ validation, I had called home to share the good news. And what had my father's reply been? "You dare have a child after destroying your brother's home?"I dare? What do you mean? How many times do I have to tell you that Lucy drugged me? They faulted me even when I told them the truth.One truth I’m a hundred percent sure of, that my dad isn’t aware of, is that Lucy found out his golden boy, Alfonso,

~Lilith’s POV~ Bastian… he’ll be fine, right? Yes, Bastian will be fine. I tried opening my heavy lids, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. What’s happening? Did I fall sick or something? No. I need to wake up. I need to stand up and check on Bastian. I need to remind him not to die on me. Foolish Lilith, foolish Lilith. You caused this. It’s all your fault. You should have paid more attention to him. You should have checked up on him even after you left New York. If anything happens to Bastian, you are to blame. Guilt, shame, and hurt rushed through me. To think I’ve been making life difficult for Bastian… Jesus. What have I done? Why did I let my desires control me? No. First things first, I need to get up from this bed. The smell of antiseptic hits my nostrils. The beeping of a machine. Pain tears through my wrist. My hands feel heavy, just like my lower body. It feels like I’ve been hit by a train. Slowly, I pry my eyes open. A blinding light pierces through my

~Bastian's POV~She was here. Ellara and Sofia. They looked so happy and peaceful. If I hadn’t failed them, this is how they were supposed to be, filled with happiness when they were with me.I trailed after them through the wild field of sunflowers and lilies, the air fragrant with their scent, fresh and unpolluted. It was clean. It was refreshing.An overwhelming sense of peace washed over me. I had finally left it all behind. I could finally rest, rest from the guilt, the pain, the hurt, and the failures. My parents, my sins, my regrets, it was all behind me now. That was a good thing. That’s what I should have been thinking.So why was my peace being interrupted by the green-eyed, red-haired spitfire I left behind? Would she be fine? No, I didn’t think she would. Knowing Lilith, she would blame herself.I had heard her crying, soaking me with her tears, yet I couldn’t open my eyes. My eyelids were too heavy. No matter how hard I tried to move, I was stuck.I knew then and there, m