All Chapters of Love In The Gray: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"I'm gonna play for him," he added under his breath, determined "Win for him...as a gift for being the best."And with that, the whistle blew, and Aiden stepped forward, ready to give it his all just for Tristan.The whistle echoed throughout the court as the game began—a fast, heated match that kept everyone on edge. Sweat glistened on foreheads, sneakers squeaked against the polished wood, and a surge of energy pulsed through the players like wildfire. "This team is tough," Sam muttered under his breath, nudging Aiden with his elbow. But Aiden wasn’t listening. His gaze was sharp, scanning every corner of the court. 'this shouldn’t be any different from all the other courts I’ve played on…' Aiden thought, brows furrowed. 'So what’s wrong?, why does it feel so hard? Are they just better than us?As his focus sharpened, his eyes landed...almost unconsciously on Tristan. He was standing on the sidelines, arms crossed, watching the game with unwavering attention. The moment their ga

After leaving Serene alone, Aiden walked through the school hallways, his head held high despite the stares, whispers, and snickers from every corner. He felt like every eye in the building was on him, the weight of their judgment pressing against his shoulders. His fists clenched at his sides, nails biting into his palms as he forced himself not to react. Serene's voice echoed in his head... "Don’t let them get to you."Easier said than done. He caught snippets of the conversations around him: "Did you see the picture? Ugh, disgusting.""I still couldn't believe they were brothers and now, this too?"Was that the reason for the closeness?"His jaw tightened, and he quickened his pace. He just needed to get to class, pretend nothing was wrong, and figure out what the hell to do about this later... Especially, to confront the one who did it.As he walked past Brianna's office, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling him into the room."What the—" he started, but his words trail

"We should break up, Aiden. Let's end this here."The words hit Aiden like a punch to the chest. He blinked rapidly, trying to process them. It was sudden; he wasn’t actually prepared for this. He swallowed hard as his eyes grew weak and heavy. With all his strength, he stared up at Tristan."Why?" he muttered, his voice shaky. "Is it because of the rumors? Because of the gossip? I swear I can handle it. I’ll...""It’s not just the rumors," Tristan cut in, his tone firmer now. "It’s about my mom. About your dad. What are they going to think when they find out? My mom might go crazy. This isn’t just about us anymore, Aiden. It’s bigger than that.""But…" Aiden began, his voice breaking, but Tristan stood up, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. "I don’t want to put my mom in a position where she feels embarrassed looking at me. And I don't want your dad to feel I betrayed him" Tristan said, his expression strained as he avoided Aiden’s gaze.Aiden’s heart dropped. Desperatio

Every day, Aiden tried to convince himself that everything was fine—at least on the outside. But deep down, he was struggling. He knew he was lying to himself. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about Tristan. It was frustrating because he had done everything he could to block Tristan out. But every time he walked into their home, the urge to confront him was there—to ask him to at least reconsider, to talk about… them. Yet, Aiden always held back. He didn’t know if it was pride, fear, or just pure exhaustion, but he never acted on it. Instead, he forced himself to stay busy and resist the temptation.That evening, distraction came in the form of basketball with his friends. The court was alive with energy as they ran and competed. The cool air didn’t bother them as the game kept them warm. Troy wasn’t around; he had gone to visit Eric. Supposedly, Eric had invited him over, and Troy had agreed, which gave the others plenty of reasons to tease him nonstop."You g

Eric turned to look at Troy again, taking his hand as they walked back into his room. "Why are we going back inside?" Troy asked, curious. "To grab this." Eric lifted a jacket from the wardrobe, slipping it on before pulling out another for Troy. He helped him into it with ease. Troy smiled, inhaling the addictive scent that clung to Eric's jacket. Taking Eric's outstretched hand, they left the room together once more. "So, what plans do you have tonight?" Troy asked, breaking the silence. "I'm spending time with you," Eric replied smoothly. "Now that Dad seems okay with us dating, I’m not wasting any more time. You don’t know how hard it’s been holding myself back.” He gave a sly wink, making Troy chuckle and roll his eyes playfully.They made their way to the door, ready to leave the house, when it suddenly swung open. Lucian stepped inside, dressed in a stiff, formal suit that looked entirely out of place on him.Eric pressed his lips together, trying hard not to laugh.