
{"id":26223,"date":"2026-01-30T12:36:20","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T12:36:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-second-gear-of-love-novel-chapter-66\/"},"modified":"2026-01-30T12:36:20","modified_gmt":"2026-01-30T12:36:20","slug":"the-second-gear-of-love-novel-chapter-66","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-second-gear-of-love-novel-chapter-66\/","title":{"rendered":"The Second Gear of Love Novel Chapter 66"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Memories Drifted Into Soft Silence by Kyx Frost   66<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 66\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1 shook my head and decided I was just being paranoid. He probably hadn\u2019t heard anything. He was probably already gone, and I was just imagining things because I was still rattled from last night.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I needed to get out of this house before I did something else embarrassing. But first, I really did need\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>to fix myself. As much as I hated to admit it, Tristan was right about how I looked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I trudged back upstairs to my room and spent the next hour trying to make myself look human again. Concealer for the dark circles. A little blush so I didn\u2019t look like a corpse. Some mascara to make my eyes\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>look less dead inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When I was finally presentable, I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. I\u2019d go to the garage early, maybe grab breakfast somewhere along the way. Anything to avoid another awkward encounter with Tristan. I was going to head to the garage myself today, not just because of Tristan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But because it\u2019s the best way to start a fresh, to prove to myself I\u2019m getting better and becoming the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>woman I\u2019m meant to be.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But as I was leaving, I still couldn\u2019t help but think about that moment when he\u2019d said he heard me. His voice had been so clear, like he was standing right next to me instead of somewhere else in the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. Maybe I was more shaken up by everything than I thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Or maybe it was perk of becoming an Alpha. True, that was it. I sometimes forgot he\u2019d become one.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I pushed the thought away as I got into a car that was packed in the compound. I found the keys on the shelf, I\u2019m sure it belongs to Tristan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The garage was blissfully quiet when I arrived. I was the first one there, which meant I had some time to collect myself before having to face other people.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I threw myself into work, organizing parts and checking inventory, trying to keep my mind busy so it\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>wouldn\u2019t wander back to last night.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But every few minutes, I\u2019d catch myself touching my lips or remembering the way Tristan had gone completely still when I\u2019d kissed him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Had it been that bad? Had I completely misread the situation?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I mean, he\u2019d opened up to me about the most painful experience of his life. He\u2019d been vulnerable and\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:38 Sat, Jan 30\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter to\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>honest, and I\u2019d responded by throwing myself at him like some kind of predator.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>No wonder he\u2019d frozen up. He\u2019d probably been shocked and disgusted.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I shouldn\u2019t be thinking about this, this is like the hundredth times I\u2019m thinking about it. I should let it\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Let it go Athena.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re here early.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1 spun around to find Leah standing in the doorway, looking bright and cheerful in a way that made my own misery feel even more obvious.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCouldn\u2019t sleep,\u201d I said, trying to sound casual.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She studied my face with the keen eye of someone who\u2019d become a good friend over the past few weeks. \u201cYou look terrible. What happened?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThanks for the confidence boost,\u201d I said dryly. \u201cThat\u2019s the second time today someone\u2019s told me I look\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>like hell.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho was the first?\u201d she asked, settling onto a stool next to my workbench.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTristan.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAh.\u201d She nodded like that explained everything. \u201cDid you two have a fight?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNot exactly.\u201d I focused very hard on the wrench I was cleaning. \u201cMore like I did something incredibly\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>stupid.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow stupid are we talking? Like, accidentally stupid or intentionally stupid?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But no matter how stupid it was, I\u2019m sure he wouldn\u2019t hold you to it. Because you\u2019re his little sister.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Memories Drifted Into Soft Silence by Kyx Frost 66 Chapter 66\u00a0 1 shook my head and decided I was just [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[77],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26223","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-second-gear-of-love-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26223","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26223"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26223\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26223"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26223"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26223"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}