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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Troubled Heart: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 34
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Chapter 31 -Makayla
Troubled Heart/Bryant
The morning light crept through the hotel curtains in fractured gold, spilling across the bed in quiet stripes. The room smelled faintly of snow, lavender soap, and the lingering embers of what we’d done last night. Lilac lay beside me, tangled in the sheets, her dark curls spread across the pillow like a crown. Her breathing was slow, steady—a peaceful rhythm. One hand rested over Pockets’ back, his tiny body curled against her side like a living shield. He stirred slightly as I slid out of bed, but didn’t move. Pockets would never sleep in the bed when Stacey was in it. It shows I should’ve trusted my dog’s opinion all along. He knew the right sister from the wrong. He didn’t take any convincing to trust Lilac like I did. He just instinctively knew she was the good sister and the one I should be with. I pulled on my hoodie and padded barefoot across the room, careful not to wake either of them. The glow from my laptop was a harsh contrast to the softness behind me. I blinked agai
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-15Chapter 32 - Lilac
Troubled Heart/Bryant
I hadn’t gone back to sleep when Makayla left. I’d sat there worried about her while Pockets snoozed. Every time I heard someone in the hallway, I sat up, heart in my throat, as I watched the door, waiting for when it would be her. Of course, footsteps always carried past the door. Finally, they stopped at her door, and I heard the lock disengage. I was sitting cross-legged on the bed in her oversized hoodie, the sleeves swallowing my hands. This was not a women’s hoodie. I design clothes, and I know the difference between something intended for a woman and something designed for a man. This was a man’s hoodie. Maybe Makayla just liked it enough to buy it from the men’s side of a store since I at least knew it didn’t belong to an ex-boyfriend. The fabric still smelled like her skin—warm and electric, edged with cedar and storm—and I’d clung to it like a lifeline while she was gone. Pockets stirred from his spot beside me, ears twitching, tail giving one hopeful thump as the door open
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-16Chapter 33 - Makayla
Troubled Heart/Bryant
The screen went dark with a final, satisfying click. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding—long, slow, and shaky. The kind of breath that doesn’t just leave your lungs but peels back something deeper. The war room we’d built from this hotel desk was finally silent. The strategy had been laid, the files synced, and the timeline mapped. There were no more questions. Just the storm we were about to unleash. But for once, I didn’t want to be in front of a screen. “C’mon,” I murmured, gently nudging Lilac where she sat beside me, cross-legged and curled in my hoodie. “We need a reset.” She blinked up at me. “You mean sleep?” I shook my head. “Air. Fresh, cold, not-cyber-coded air.” Lilac grinned softly and stood, grabbing the blanket from the foot of the bed. “Alright, hacker girl. Let’s go breathe.” We bundled up—she wore my hoodie, I threw on my coat, and Pockets gave a thrilled little huff when I clipped on his leash. He bounded to the door like we were about to take
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-17Chapter 34 - Lilac
Troubled Heart/Bryant
The hotel room was quiet, wrapped in a soft hush that made every sound more intimate. Outside the window, snow fell slowly, drifting spirals, catching the light like dust in a cathedral. The only glow came from Makayla’s laptop on the table and the muted blue screen of my phone in my lap.Pockets was asleep near the heater, his little body rising and falling in time with the radiator’s sighs. Makayla sat curled beside me on the bed, one hand loosely tangled in mine, her other hand idly scrolling through encrypted feeds on her laptop. The war room was technically still open, but we weren’t warriors tonight. We were… just us.I tapped open the app almost without thinking. Old muscle memory guided me to my handle: @GreenFlare.I wasn't sure what to expect when I checked it. I had used it recently to gather information before I came to find Makayla. Still I hadn't expected much activity.What I got instead was fire.Hundreds—no, thousands—of notifications pinged in bursts like tiny digita
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-18
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