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Chapter Seventeen: St. Matthew's System
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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
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 29: Distance between
The city lights glowed faintly against the dusk, a thousand golden windows reflected in my windshield. From where I sat, parked across the street, I could see two silhouettes moving inside the penthouse one tall, broad-shouldered. The other smaller. Closer.My fingers tightened around the steering wheel.It was almost laughable how still I sat there, watching like some stranger spying on her own life. I told myself it was probably nothing that Rosemary was just being the overly helpful, overly sweet version of herself. But the way she tilted her head toward him, the way his shadow leaned closer... it made something deep in my chest twist.I got out before I could talk myself out of it.The elevator ride up felt endless, every number lighting up slower than the last. When the doors finally opened, I stood there for a second, breathing in and out, forcing a smile that felt heavy on my face.The door opened easily he hadn’t even locked it. Typical Liam. Always so confident no one would d
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 28 : Burn Marks.
MiaSomewhere between dreaming and waking, I heard them.Liam’s voice low, careful. “You don't have to get so worked up over it , Rose. Mia will come around soon.”Her voice, softer, trembling in that helpless way that sounded rehearsed. “I’ll earn my keep, Liam. I can help. Please don’t send me away.”I lay still, my heart thudding against the pillow. The house was quiet except for their whispers and the faint clink of a cup. I closed my eyes and told myself I didn’t care. I failed.When I finally drifted back to sleep, it was shallow and restless, the kind where every dream ends with someone walking away from you.Morning came heavy and dull.I dressed without thinking gray pants, white blouse, hair pulled back so tight it hurt. I looked like I was going to war, not breakfast.Downstairs the smell of coffee drifted through the air, warm and inviting until I stepped into the kitchen and saw her again.The house was quiet when I came downstairs. Too quiet.The smell of coffee drifted
An Almost Honest Affair Chapter 27 — The Stranger in My Home.
MIAI wasn’t expecting music.Soft humming drifted from the kitchen light, feminine, a tune I didn’t know.At first I thought maybe Liam had left the TV on, but then I smelled coffee… and something else. Vanilla and cinnamon. Too sweet. Too foreign.I padded down the hall, still half-asleep, still clinging to the thin hope that I was imagining it.Then I saw her.A woman stood by the stove, wearing one of Liam’s white shirts, sleeves rolled halfway up her arms, the fabric brushing her thighs. Her hair fell in loose waves down her back. She stirred a pot like she’d done it a hundred times before.My heart dropped into my stomach.“Who the hell are you?”The woman turned, startled but not nearly startled enough. “Oh!” she said quickly, eyes wide and doe-like. “You must be Mia. I—I’m Rosemary.”She said it like her name explained everything.Before I could respond, Liam walked in from the hall, tie loose, jacket slung over his arm. His expression froze the moment he saw us.“Mia,” he sta
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