All Chapters of A Night to forever : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31: The Choice We Can't Take BackThe clock ticked louder than my thoughts as I paced the room. Alex sat in the corner, his head lowered into his hands, while Reid played with his toy car on the floor. Precious lingered near the window, peeking through the blinds every few minutes, her face lined with worry. “We need to make a decision,” I said, breaking the suffocating silence. Alex didn’t look up. “You think I don’t know that? Every option feels like handing Reid over to them.” I clenched my fists. “Sitting here doesn’t make us safe either. We’re running out of time, Alex.” Precious sighed from the window. “They’re still out there. Same black SUV. It hasn’t moved since last night.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and crouched down beside Reid. His innocent smile as he rolled his car toward me felt like a dagger to my chest. He didn’t deserve this chaos. “Reid,” I said softly, brushing a curl from his forehead. “Do you remember what Mommy told you about playing

Chapter 33: The BetrayalThe first thing I noticed was the silence. Not the kind that comforts, but the kind that wraps itself around you like a noose, tightening with every breath. I stepped into the dimly lit room, my fingers trembling as I gripped the doorframe. The air was heavy, stale, as if it hadn’t been touched in years. But I knew better. This wasn’t an abandoned space. This was a trap. “Alex?” I called, my voice echoing back to me. No answer. Panic clawed at my chest, but I forced myself to stay calm. Reid was safe, back at the safehouse with Precious. That was all that mattered. Whatever I walked into now, I had to survive—for him. The sound of footsteps broke the silence, slow and deliberate. I spun around, my heart racing. “Didn’t expect to see you here,” a voice drawled. My stomach dropped. It was Sarah. She emerged from the shadows, her lips curved into a smirk that made my skin crawl. “Sarah?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Surprised?”

Chapter 35: The Betrayal in the ShadowsI never thought I’d hear my name from those lips again, not after everything that had happened. But there it was—my name, spilling out like a knife drawn too close to the skin.“Adeline.” The room seemed smaller, suffocating with the weight of betrayal, as Sarah stepped forward from the shadows. She didn’t belong here, in the safehouse, in my fragile corner of the world. Yet, there she stood, smug and dangerous. I clenched my fists, forcing my breathing to slow. "What are you doing here, Sarah?" She smirked, crossing her arms like she had every right to intrude. “Did you think you could just disappear without consequences? Without me finding you?” I took a step back, my body shielding Reid, who stood behind me. Precious had already scooped him into her arms, her face pale with fear. I couldn’t let Sarah see it, though. I couldn’t show her how much power she still had over me. "You have no idea what you're walking into," I said, my voi

Chapter 37: Beneath the SurfaceThe silence in the room was deafening. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest as I paced back and forth, the weight of the situation pressing down on me like a vice. Precious sat in the corner, her hands clasped tightly together, her face pale. Reid was unusually quiet, sitting cross-legged on the floor, his eyes darting between me and the door. “Alex, this is madness,” I finally said, my voice breaking the heavy stillness. “We can’t just wait here. We have to do something.” Alex stood near the window, his eyes scanning the dark street below. His shoulders were tense, his jaw clenched. He hadn’t said much since the call came in—just enough to tell me that things were worse than we thought. “We don’t have a choice,” he said, his voice low and measured. “If we move now, we’ll play right into their hands.” “And staying here makes us sitting ducks,” I shot back. “You’re asking me to gamble with Reid’s life. I won’t do that.” Alex turned to fa

Chapter 39: Shattered IllusionsI barely registered the cold metal of the handcuffs biting into my wrists as they locked me into the chair. My thoughts spiraled, every nerve in my body screaming to fight, to run, but I forced myself to stay calm. If I panicked now, I’d lose everything. Across from me, the room was empty except for a single table and the shadowed figure leaning against it. His face was cloaked in darkness, but I didn’t need to see him to feel the weight of his presence. “You’ve been busy, Ms. Peace,” he said finally, his voice low and smooth, like a predator toying with its prey. I glared at him, refusing to respond. He wanted a reaction, but I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. He stepped forward, the light catching the sharp angles of his face. I recognized him instantly—Cole. He was one of *them*. Alex’s warnings about people like him echoed in my mind. “What do you want?” I spat, my voice steadier than I felt. Cole smirked. “It’s not about what I want