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Chapter 35: Man behind the curtains
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2026-03-26 04:29:35
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An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 35: Man behind the curtains
The call came when Mia was still trying to make coffee taste like it belonged in her mouth again. Her hands trembled as she picked up the phone, Daniel’s name showing on the display. She didn’t even realize she’d been biting the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood.“Dani?” she said when he picked up, trying for light and getting only a wire-thin laugh out of herself.“Hey, Sis,” he answered, voice too bright on purpose. “Just checking in. You okay? You sounded a bit off yesterday.”She closed her eyes, breathed once. “I’m fine.” She lied with such ease she surprised herself. “Just work. You know how it is.”He didn’t buy it. Daniel never did. “Don’t do that. Mom and Dad are in town next week, they're back from their vacation. Dad wants to talk about that project you pitched. He’s willing to invest in it."Really"?.Said he’d like to see you.”Mia’s stomach sank in a new way. Her parents. Her father’s careful, paternal worry. Her mother’s disappointing scowl silent but sharper
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 34: ChangesChapter 34: Changes
The clock ticked past midnight before the house finally went still.No shouting, no movement, just silence the kind that fills every corner and suffocates what’s left of peace.Liam hadn’t left the dining room.The plates were still there, cold, untouched, half-finished.He sat with his elbows on the table, staring at nothing, trying to replay what just happened as if running it through again might make sense of it.But it didn’t.Every version ended the same: her walking away, his voice breaking, the door slamming behind her.He dragged a hand down his face and leaned back in the chair.He could still hear her voice.You always mean to tell me things, Liam. You just never do.She wasn’t wrong. That was what hurt most.He’d spent so much of his life trying to keep everything under control and somehow, he was losing the one thing that actually mattered.He stood, collecting the dishes just for something to do, rinsing them one by one until the water turned cold.He wasn’t thinking. He
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 33: Troubled Waters
The alarm went off before the sun was even fully up, slicing through the quiet with a soft, insistent beep.Mia blinked awake, her chest heavy, her head pounding. Another day. Another reason to pretend everything was fine.She sat up, brushing a hand through her hair, when her eyes caught the folded piece of paper on the nightstand.Liam’s handwriting.She hesitated, then picked it up.“Didn’t want to wake you. Had an early meeting. Eat something before work.– L.”For a second, her chest tightened. Something about the simple note the casual thoughtfulness made it worse.Because that was Liam. Always halfway there. Always meaning well but never quite showing up.She crumpled the note in her fist and tossed it into the trash.The paper hit the bin with a soft thud final, sharp.When she opened the door, the faint smell of pancakes drifted from the kitchen. Rosemary stood by the counter, stirring something, her hair loose, voice cheerful in that fake, honey-dipped tone she wore so well.
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 32: The Quiet Before the Storm.
Liam stood a few feet away, watching her the way you’d watch a painting you couldn’t touch.He wanted to say something. Anything.Maybe even apologize, though he wasn’t sure what for anymore.But she didn’t turn around. Didn’t even blink.When he finally spoke, his voice came out rough.“Mia”She didn’t look at him. “You’ll be late.”That was it.No anger. No sarcasm. Just… nothing.And somehow, that nothing cut deeper than any argument they’d ever had.He swallowed whatever words were left, picked up his jacket, and nodded like he understood something he really didn’t.By the time he looked back, she was gone her car pulling out of the driveway, tail lights fading into the pale dawn.The silence that followed was suffocatingFLASHBACK The scent of antiseptic filled the hospital room sharp, clean, empty.Liam stood by the bed, hands shoved into his pockets, staring down at Rosemary.Her face looked even paler against the white sheets, her hair falling over her forehead like a curtain
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 31: Conspiracy
LiamRain streaked the windshield as he pulled into the hospital’s parking lot. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel, a dull ache sitting behind his ribs. The evening that had almost felt normal now seemed like a dream that had slipped through his fingers.He ran through the sliding doors. “Rosemary Lang,” he told the nurse at the desk. She pointed him down a corridor that smelled of disinfectant and damp paper.When he entered the small ward, she was already sitting up, an IV in her arm, looking far too composed for someone who’d supposedly fainted.“Liam.” Her voice cracked just enough to sound fragile. “I didn’t think you’d come.”“You collapsed,” he said, trying to slow his breathing. “Of course I came.”“I’m fine now. It was just exhaustion. I didn’t want to be a burden.” She looked down, twisting the sheet between her fingers.He studied her face. She seemed thinner, paler, but the look in her eyes the calculation behind the tremble was familiar. “You should have called
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 30 – The Game Begins
The dining room looked like it was trying too hard to feel warm.Soft music hummed from the speakers, candles flickered on the table, and the smell of roasted chicken filled the air. Liam had done all this the candles, the food, the quiet effort. I stood by the doorway, clutching the back of a chair like it might tell me what to do.He looked up from the plates. “You’re on time,” he said, voice neutral.“I live here,” I answered, sliding into my seat.For a heartbeat we just listened to the rain against the windows. The clink of cutlery, the small scrape of a chair leg. Everything ordinary felt heavier than it should.Liam cleared his throat. “I want to apologize for”“Don’t,” I cut in. “Let’s just eat.”So we did. The first few bites were quiet, awkward. Then Bloom barked from the hallway her food bowl over her head, most likely and somehow we both laughed. A real laugh, short and surprised, like neither of us expected it.“You still burn toast,” I said, nodding toward the edges of t
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