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ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 36

ผู้เขียน: MIKS DELOSO
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And maybe, perhaps—something else.

Later, 3:55 p.m. – Vera Sun's Atelier

The atelier was champagne-scented, silk-scented.

Fiona stood in the dressing room, barefoot, fingers on the silk of a dress she'd not yet felt brave enough to zip. A seamstress hummed behind her, pinning fabric.

Then—there he was.

Charles Billion. Bespoke. Stoic. Slow-motion storm.

He stopped when he saw her. Then—blinking. Once. Twice.

"Hello," he growled, the tone lower than usual.

Fiona shifted infinitesimally, the meat on her shoulders glinting. "This is not what I had in mind when I thought about 'pretend engagements.'"

"You look… he stopped. "Beautiful."

She blinked.

There was no irony in his tone this time. No coldness. Only… surprise.

"Don't do that," she said, bunching the cloth in her hand.

"Do what?"

"Talk like that. It's harder to keep in mind that all of this is imaginary."

He stepped closer, slow, tentative, as if he wasn't sure that she would let him.

"I didn't do this to confuse you," Charles brea
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  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 36

    And maybe, perhaps—something else.Later, 3:55 p.m. – Vera Sun's AtelierThe atelier was champagne-scented, silk-scented.Fiona stood in the dressing room, barefoot, fingers on the silk of a dress she'd not yet felt brave enough to zip. A seamstress hummed behind her, pinning fabric.Then—there he was.Charles Billion. Bespoke. Stoic. Slow-motion storm.He stopped when he saw her. Then—blinking. Once. Twice."Hello," he growled, the tone lower than usual.Fiona shifted infinitesimally, the meat on her shoulders glinting. "This is not what I had in mind when I thought about 'pretend engagements.'""You look… he stopped. "Beautiful."She blinked.There was no irony in his tone this time. No coldness. Only… surprise."Don't do that," she said, bunching the cloth in her hand."Do what?""Talk like that. It's harder to keep in mind that all of this is imaginary."He stepped closer, slow, tentative, as if he wasn't sure that she would let him."I didn't do this to confuse you," Charles brea

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 35

    The air was faintly scented with chalk, old books, and spectres of past essays. Morning sunlight streamed through high windows, light on long rectangles between the lines of hunched students over notebooks, laptop keys typing, pencils scratching. Fiona stood near the front of the room, dark curls contained, blouse taut at the waist, heels muffled on the wooden floor.She clutched a dog-eared copy of The Yellow Wallpaper against her palm, pages covered in scribbles in numerous colors over the years of academic battles. Her voice sliced through morning quiet, firm, crisp, yet intimate—like she was sharing a secret she wouldn't share."Her voice," she went on, moving slowly through the room, "is frequently misinterpreted. It is not soft. It is not melodic. Sometimes… rage. Sometimes, staying alive."She stopped walking, turned to the class, gazing at them. "Charlotte Perkins Gilman didn't write about wallpaper because she adored interior design. She wrote it because women like her were b

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 34

    The aroma of pancakes still clung to the air, though the plates in the sink were rinsed and stacked. Sunlight streamed in through the kitchen windows, casting gold upon the marble countertop. Fiona stood at the front door, heels on, coat slung over one arm, her satchel across the other. Her hair was swept back in a beautiful bun, and her blouse was the pale color of ivory that she wore every lecture day—it complemented the soothing in her voice.Liza Liana stood before her in a puffy jacket with bunny ears on the hood, a glittery backpack held tightly in both hands.Fiona knelt down, fixing the zipper on her daughter's coat. "All right, munchkin. Miss Juniper will go out to the park later and then you'll color, okay?" Liza Liana nodded gravely. "And she said we would bake stars."Fiona smiled, eyes warm. "That's just great. I have to go to work now, remember? But I'll come home early. Promise."The little girl's lower lip protruded a little. "But I liked yesterday better.""I did too

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 33

    Brunschière, Before DawnIt was still now.Too still.The kind of quiet that comes after fire—after something long and savage has been restrained, if only briefly. Outside the glistening veil, the world growled and raked. Within the cottage where Krishna slept, the air was thick with incense and blood-soaked fabric.She had fallen the instant the final sigil flared.Now she slumbered like the dead.But even at rest, Krishna's body shook. Her breathing was shallow, her complexion pale, her brow beaded with sweat. The veins on her wrists still shone faintly, gold flaring under the surface like the dying coals of a fire.A healer crouched beside her, murmuring incantations. A lavender water basin went dark as blood-stained rags soaked in it."Pushed too far," the healer grumbled to no one in specific. "Gave more than she could give."Outside, war drums of another sort beat—the ripping, shrieking howls of monsters battering the magical barrier.Brunschière trembled with every blow.And Ig

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 32

    "Gosh, I don't know how this is going to turn out," Fiona muttered to herself, looking over at the sleeping figure next to her. "But something's going to break. I just know it."The car growled under her. Liza Liana, wrapped all snug as a little moonbeam, slept once more against the hand clutching the bunny Valeria had left behind for her, mouth open in peace, eyelashes moving like little wings. The sun streamed through the window and gold across her face. A moment of perfection.Fiona ought to have been resting in relief. Liza was stable. The tests were within parameters. The doctor had spoken to her in person—She's getting better, Miss Degenery. She even might get to go home today.And yet.Her stomach churned.Charles.That name.That man."I shouldn't be thinking about you," she murmured, her hand automatically smoothing a lock of hair back from Liza's forehead. "Not now."But the memory pushed in anyway—his eyes when the towel hit the floor. That split-second of stunned silence.

  • ALMS TO LOVE   ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 31

    Valeria fixed her with a wise stare. "You're thinking about him, aren't you?"Fiona's heart skipped a beat. "I'm not.""Uh-huh," Valeria said, raising an eyebrow. "Don't think I don't see."Fiona swallowed, the truth searing like a black cloud in the back of her throat. She couldn't tell him. How could she? How could she make him understand what drew her to Charles? How could she make him understand the discord, the tension between what he'd done for her and what she'd felt for him?"Don't think too much about it," Valeria went on, her voice now sarcastic. "But you're not deceiving me. I'm sitting in the front row for your drama spectacle, and I'm enjoying every moment of it.""Shut up," Fiona growled, her cheeks blazing.The nurse came back in a minute, with a smile on her face to the two of them. "Ms. Degenery, Liza's vitals are stable, and she can be discharged in an hour. We just have to complete the final check."Fiona's heart leaped. An hour. That's all. Liza would come home."T

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