All Chapters of Between two worlds : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The next morning, I woke up to sunlight streaming through my bedroom window, illuminating the small, cluttered space I called my own. My head was still spinning from the events of the day before. Every time I closed my eyes, Leo’s face would surface, his voice playing on repeat in my mind. And then there was Ethan—steady, dependable Ethan, whose words had lingered with me far longer than I wanted to admit.Shaking my head, I pulled myself out of bed and got ready for another day at the café. Routine was my safe space, the one thing that kept me grounded. If I could just get through the day without thinking too much, maybe everything would make sense again.The café was already buzzing when I arrived, the early morning crowd filling the air with a lively hum of conversation. Ethan was behind the counter, his usual friendly smile in place as he chatted with a customer. He glanced up when I walked in, and for a moment, our eyes met. There was something unspoken there, a tension I wasn’t

I couldn’t shake the encounter with the mysterious woman. Who was she? What did she want with Leo? And why did her appearance feel like a stone dropped into the fragile calm of my life?The questions plagued me for the rest of the day, making it nearly impossible to focus. By the time I finished my shift, I was desperate for answers, though I wasn’t sure where to start.Jasmine’s words from brunch echoed in my mind: “Go for the guy who makes your heart race.” But was that what I was doing, or was I just letting myself get swept up in something I didn’t understand?---The next evening, Jasmine dragged me out to a local bar. “You’ve been cooped up long enough,” she declared, her tone brooking no argument.Ivy joined us, sipping a glass of wine while Jasmine ordered cocktails for the table. The bar was buzzing with energy, and for a while, I let myself relax, laughing at Jasmine’s stories and letting Ivy’s calm demeanor ground me.But just as I was starting to feel like myself again, th

The evening air was heavy, a prelude to an inevitable storm. I stood by the window of my tiny apartment, watching the city lights flicker in the distance. Life felt like a cruel game—one moment, I was on the verge of happiness, and the next, it slipped through my fingers like sand. Ethan’s confession had left me shaken, but Leo’s actions loomed larger in my mind. For weeks, I had avoided both men. I needed space, clarity, and a moment to breathe without the weight of their worlds crushing me. But tonight, Leo had called. His voice was soft, almost pleading. “Just one chance to explain,” he had said. Against my better judgment, I agreed. --- I arrived at the secluded restaurant Leo had chosen, my nerves fraying with every step. He was already there, standing by a corner table, his sharp suit fitting him perfectly, his eyes scanning the entrance. When he saw me, relief washed over his face. “Lila,” he said, moving toward me. His usual confidence was tempered with vulnerability

The sound of the car roaring past sent a shiver down my spine. Leo’s hand brushed mine, his gaze scanning the street like a hawk. For a moment, the quiet of the night felt menacing, as though it held secrets too dangerous to uncover."Let's get you home," Leo said, his voice firm but calm. He didn’t wait for me to argue, placing a protective hand on my lower back as he guided me down the street.I wanted to believe the car was just a coincidence, a random moment in a city full of strangers, but my instincts said otherwise. The deeper we dug into the truth about his father—and now, my mother—the more it felt like the ground beneath me was cracking open.At my apartment door, Leo lingered. His eyes held an intensity that made it hard to breathe. “I don’t like leaving you alone, not with everything going on,” he said.“I’ll be fine,” I replied, though I wasn’t sure I believed it myself.He hesitated, his jaw tightening before he nodded. “Lock the door behind me. Call me if anything feels

The air outside the old house was heavy with unspoken tension. The night cloaked the world in silence, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the city. I could still feel the weight of the confrontation with my father and Ethan. Every word they had spoken replayed in my mind like a haunting melody I couldn’t escape. Leo walked beside me, his hand occasionally brushing against mine as if he wanted to offer comfort but wasn’t sure how. I kept my eyes on the uneven ground beneath my feet, unsure of how to process what had just unfolded. “Lila,” Leo finally said, his voice low and measured. “You’re not okay, are you?” I stopped walking and turned to face him. The concern etched on his face was genuine, and for a moment, I wanted to collapse into his arms and let him carry the weight of everything. But I couldn’t. Not yet. “I don’t even know what ‘okay’ means anymore,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. He reached out, his fingers brushing against