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Chapter Twenty Two
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For as long as Cyril Jonas could remember, he and Matthias had been friends. Their fathers were friends, and their great-grandfathers before them. It felt like something passed down through bloodlines—the kind of loyalty that didn’t need to be spoken to be understood. So it only seemed natural that the third generation would continue that legacy of friendship.Even though Matthias’s family was wealthy and Cyril’s was not, it had never affected how they saw each other. Status never factored into their bond. It was that very sense of equality that led Matthias to believe it made perfect sense for his third eldest child and second son, Steven, to be betrothed to Cyril’s youngest daughter, Edwina. It wasn’t just about preserving tradition; it was about deepening the bond between their families—making it permanent.For the sake of peace, and perhaps out of fear, Cyril chose to withhold the truth from Edwina until the time was right. But the more he watched her around Steven, the clearer i
Bared To You Chapter Thirty Nine
Maximillian Edwina returned to the hospital with the clothes we needed, her arms full of our wrinkled familiarity from home, and thankfully without her lover boy. Relief washed through the room like steam rising off hot coffee. But of course, getting the clothes was only half the battle.One problem solved. But naturally, another one popped up right after—Where were we supposed to bathe and change? That was the next problem. The hospital bathrooms were either tiny or shared, and frankly, I wasn’t about to ask Priscilla and her daughters to freshen up in some overcrowded, disinfectant-reeking stall. Everyone looked tired, sticky, uncomfortable. I figured I’d try my luck.I slipped away from the group, already running a few lines through my head. Time to charm someone. I’d gotten out of worse situations with a smile and some polite audacity. It was time to put the dimples to work.I spotted a nurse across the corridor, young, round-faced, bright-eyed, and thankfully not too busy. Her
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Maximillian Truce.Edwina liked to throw that word around like it cost her nothing. Like it was some sort of magical spell. As if saying it could wipe the slate clean. I'd lost count of how many times she'd said it before, only for us to be at each other’s throats again the next day.I’d heard her use it before—casually, flippantly, like tossing breadcrumbs to pigeons. I never believed her—not really. But this time felt different. Maybe because we were all too exhausted to keep up the usual sparring. Given the circumstances—the fire, the chaos, her father’s heart attack—it wasn’t about peace anymore. It was about survival. I figured we had, what, a month? Maybe a few weeks if we were lucky before one of us lost our heads and the usual bickering resumed. But for now, we were pretending to be civil. It was kind of nice. Strange, but nice.By seven a.m., I figured someone had to do something useful, so I went out to get toothbrushes, toothpaste, and something edible. I knew no one want
Bared To You Chapter Thirty Seven
Edwina No matter how guilty I felt, I couldn’t help myself—I kept the conversation going, mostly just to prove a point. I was stubborn like that. I always have been. Even when I knew I was wrong, something in me just couldn’t back down without having the last word—even if it meant pushing someone else’s buttons."We’ve already been left high and dry..." I muttered, half to myself, half to the room, bitterness creeping into my voice before I could stop it. And maybe—just maybe—I wanted Justice to feel what it was like to be left behind, to carry the weight of that silence, even if he hadn’t earned it.Not because he deserved it, but because I didn’t know what else to do with my own hurt. I guess that was my own kind of pettiness.“Edwina, leave Justice alone,” Mama said firmly, cutting off my tirade before it could gain more traction. Her voice was calm but carried the kind of weight that shut everyone up immediately.Her tone wasn’t angry, just weary—like someone who had seen enoug
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EdwinaThe hallway to the ICU felt longer than any road I’d ever walked. Every step echoed off the tiled floor like it was measuring my guilt, my fear, and the weight of the unknown that lay behind the door ahead.I paused just outside, staring at the faded “Authorized Personnel Only” sign like it was a final warning. But a nurse had already waved me through. “Five minutes,” she’d said gently. I wasn’t sure if five minutes would be enough to hold back the flood I felt inside, or if it would break me completely.The door clicked shut behind me, sealing me in with the beeping machines, the antiseptic air, and the man who had built his life with soil-stained hands and an unshakable will.My father—Cyril Jonas—was barely recognizable.He lay still, eyes closed, lips slightly parted. Tubes snaked from his arms, and a monitor beeped steadily beside him like a countdown. There was oxygen hooked under his nose, and the usual deep brown of his face looked ashen under the hospital lights.My h
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EdwinaOur livelihood was gone. Just like that—burnt to ashes in the fire that consumed the only thing that had ever stood between us and poverty. And now… my dad, the strongest man I knew, was lying in a hospital bed, heart failing him when we needed his strength the most.The sky hadn’t just fallen. It had crashed, violently, and crushed everything we had beneath it—dreams, pride, security. All gone.I sat still, hands clenched in my lap, my heart rattling in my chest like loose change. Who could I even blame for this? God? The devil? Or was it just plain old bad luck, cruel and random as it always was?Where were we supposed to start from? I honestly had no clue.Granted, we weren’t exactly living like royalty before the fire—we never had—but the little we did have… it had been enough. Somehow, it had always stretched, always sustained us through the rough days and the even rougher months. It had been enough.Until...I stopped my thoughts before they could spiral, forcing them to
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