Bound by lies Trapped by Desire novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Elena’s POV

Alaint blush bloomed on Melle’s cheeks as the nodded, her dark eyes softening with a distant, wistful look “Actually, my brot

amputated leg.

He used to love driving lived for it, but then he got into an accident at twenty thren, and it’s been for years once he’s dran Her voice dropped to a soft, almost reverent murmur. “I wish could one day design that car and pt it to him. The shear, squeeze in my chest.

My own gaze softened. Tm so sorry about your brother,” I said, leaning forward slightly. “That’s.. that’s truly awful The reality of her dream, bons from such personal hardship. “But hey, maybe if I do manage to make that car, I could ask your brother to test drive it be met winked, a playful gesture, hoping to inject a little lightness into the heavy topic.

She laughed then, a genuine, bell like sound that seemed to chase away some of the shadows in her eyes. She pushed a stray lock of hair out of her facis, giving me a clearer, unobstructed view of her features. Her dark brown eyes, framed by long, dark fashes, held a depth that belied her youthful shyness She really was beautiful, in a quiet, unassuming way,

My phone buzzed, pulling me momentarily from the conversation I glanced down at the screen, but before could reg

impulsive thought left my lips. “You’re really pretty, you know?” The words were out before I could censor them

She chuckled. “That’s funny coming from n you

i frowned, genuinely puzzled. “Why?” tilted my head, waiting for an explanation,

She looked at me with a hooked brow, a hint of genuine surprise and amusement dancing in her eyes. “Have you looked in the mirror?” wer laced with an incredulous tone, as if i had uttered the most obvious statement. “You look like a fashion model Have you heard of Aishwarya? Ther actress?” she asked, her voice brimming with a kind of awe…

My eyes widened. Aishwarya Rai? The thought was absurd. “Yeah–wait, you’re comparing me to her?” My phone buzzed again, more insistently this time, pulling my attention back to the screen

She nodded frantically, her head bobbing in emphatic agreement. “Yes! Absolutely! I mean…when she was young in her twenties”

I glanced down at my phone again, a frown creasing my forehead. The email subject line was a jumble of words, half–seen, half ignored. I didn’t register what it said at first, my mind still grappling with Mielle’s unexpected comparison.

I looked up, ready to continue our conversation, a self–deprecating retort already forming on my tongue. “You’re flattering me. im really not-

I cut myself off mid–sentence, my eyes widening fitting back to my phone screen. My heart, which had been beating a steady rhythm, suddenly lurched, then hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird.

The words in the email headline finally registered.

I shot my head down, my fingers fumbling with a sudden, frantic urgency as I quickly opened the email. My gaze, wide and disbelieving devoured the text. The words blurred, then sharpened, then blurred again as my mind tried to process the impossible.

“Oh my god!” I gasped. My hand flew to my mouth, covering the sudden, uncontrollable grin that threatened to break free.

“What happened?” Mielle asked, her voice laced with surprise, her eyes wide as she watched my dramatic shit from ca silence.

Tsation to stunned

I looked up at her, my vision swimming like something had exploded inside me, sending a shower of gathering particles through my wins –I got accepted into Legacy!” The words tumbled out, breathless and disbelieving. “As an intern!”

Miele’s eyes went impossibly wide. She had been in the middle of sipping her matcha latte, and at my outburst, she coughed, a small, comical spray, my god!” she exclaimed, clapping a hand over her mouth, her eyes gleaming with genuine shock and delight. “THE Legacyt They have an acceptance rate of below 0.5%. Oh my god, that’s amazing Congratulations!” She launched herself out of her chair, and pulled me up into a sudden, crushing hug–1 was too surprised, too overwhelmed by the sheer, unadulterated happiness to even notice the curious gases that had turned our way, drawn by Mille joyous shout.

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Chapter 103

I allowed myself to simply bask in the pure, unburdened joy of it. This was rest. This was mine Allalise the emal had promised i significant amount that made my head spår 59,500 a month. It felt like I was on cloud eine.

This was enough. More than enough. Enough to save myself. Enough to make a different choice. A real chance at independence, at cecurity:

But then, all of a sudden, Mielle frore in my arms. Her muscles lensed, and she pulled back abruptly, her smile crumbling instantly, replaced by a deep Brown, My heart throbbed, a cold premonition, as her joyful expression withered

Was she maybe jealous? The thought flickered through my mind, a fleeting possibility. I mean, what men was her major? What were her aspirationed didn’t know. We hadn’t talked about it. But then I noticed her looking down, her gaze fiend on the floor, as though avoiding to look up, her shoulders slumping. Her body language screamed something far more primal than envy. A chill traced its way down my spine. frowned, turning my head sharply a knot of unease tightening in my stomach, just to make sure she hadn’t sem a ghost

Only to find two men sitting at a table beyond us, nestled in a booth by the far wall. Dmitri and Lacar. My jaw cinched so tight felt my teeth ache,

“God fucking damn it, I cursed under my breath, the words a guttural snarl that barely escaped my lips. Why was it always those two!

It would have been fine had they been minding their own business, buried in their phones or a conversation, But they weren’t. They were staring over, their gazes like hawks, predatory and unnervingly still

And I was annoyed. Beyond annoyed. There was just this strange, insidious wrongness in their gaze that made my skin crawl. It made me feel… disgusted.

I grabbed Mielle’s wrist. “Do you want to drink or get something else? Lasked.

She shook her head mutely, her eyes still food on the floor. “I’m full,” she mumbled, her voice taint.

“Then grab your bag.” I ordered, my tone sharper than intended, but I couldn’t help it. “We’re leaving.” I didn’t wait for her response, already pulling her towards the stairs. She nodded, a small, almost robotic movement, following my direction without question.

We made our way down the stairs. I paid the bill quickly, my fingers fumbling with my card, eager to escape the suffocating presence of Dmitri and Lazar. My gaze darted around, making sure they weren’t following the hairs on nty neck pricking.

After that, we made our way out of the cafeteria, stepping back onto the crowded pavement. Mille exhaled sharply, a small sigh of relief that seemed to deflate some of the tension in her.

“I’m sorry, Elena,” she said, her voice small, almost apologetic. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes still a little wary. “Tm really happy! you, though I…I ruined the moment, didn’t I?”

I shook my head, my lips twisting into a bitter smile “it’d seen their faces, I’d react the same way” scoffed, the sound a low, derisive noise. They were just that type, sucking the joy out of everything

“By the way,” I said, changing the subject, genuinely curious about her, “What do you study?”

Mielle visibly brightened, her earlier anxiety fading somewhat as she spoke about her passion, “Oh, I’m actually in Biomedical Engineering,” the explained, her voice gaining a newfound confidence. “My dream is to work for Nexus BioTech full time. Since I did an internship tast summer. They’re doing some incredible work with advanced prosthetic limbs and assistive devices. Especially with the new neuro–integrated designs it’s revolutionary” Her eyes lit up as she spoke, a genuine enthusiasm radating from her. “My brother…he inspires me. I want to contribute to something that can truly

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