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CHAPTER 59

Author: Lizbeth Rose
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-03 00:46:26

KIMANI

After dinner, the house felt unusually calm—softer somehow, warmer than usual. Maybe it was the smell of roasted chicken still floating faintly in the air, or the sweetness of the cupcakes cooling on the counter. Maybe it was the quiet jazz humming through the lounge speakers. Or maybe it was just him.

I curled up on the couch, my head resting on Alaric’s lap. One of his hands lay on my shoulder, the other idly stroking my hair in slow, absentminded motions that felt far more intimate than anything physical we had ever shared. His touch was gentle, rhythmic, almost protective, like he didn’t even realize he was doing it.

My eyes were half-closed, but I was very aware of him—his steady breathing, the warmth of his thigh under my cheek, the rise and fall of his chest each time he exhaled. The feeling was peaceful. Too peaceful.

Maybe that’s why, after minutes of comfortable silence, the question slipped out.

“You never talk about your family,” I said softly, tracing a line along
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