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CHAPTER 10: SPLINTER
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2025-08-25 12:13:48
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Craving My Brother-in-Law CHAPTER 20: THE PERSON AT THE DOOR
AMARA’S P.O.V “Amara… who are you expecting?” Marcus’s voice was low, controlled, but I could hear it—the strain under it. The kind he was trying hard not to show. “I’m not expecting anyone,” I said quickly, though my chest had already tightened. The knock came again. Not loud. Not aggressive. Just… there. Present. Impossible to ignore. Marcus didn’t look at me this time. His eyes stayed on the door like he already knew. I swallowed. “It might be—” “Luke,” he finished for me. I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. The silence between us shifted again, heavier now. Not the fragile kind from earlier. This one had weight. Edges. Marcus stood slowly. I watched the way his shoulders straightened, the way he dragged a hand over his face before exhaling through his nose. He wasn’t angry—not the loud kind, at least. But something inside him had tightened. “I’ll get it,” he said. “No,” I said immediately, stepping forward without thinking. “I’ll open the door.” He looked at me then. N
Craving My Brother-in-Law CHAPTER 19: SAYING IT OUT LOUD
AMARA’S P.O.V“About Luke?”Marcus repeated it so quietly it almost didn’t sound like his voice.I nodded, even though my throat felt tight. The air between us shifted—like something we’d both been pretending not to notice finally stepped fully into the room.He sat very still, elbows on his knees, hands clasped together. “Okay,” he said. “Then… talk.”I swallowed. “I don’t even know where to start.”“Start anywhere,” he murmured. “Just don’t lie to me.”That part stung, not because it was harsh, but because it was fair.I took a slow breath. “He showed up last night.”Marcus’s shoulders tensed. He didn’t interrupt, didn’t snap, didn’t stand—he just stared at the floor like he was bracing himself.“He knocked on the door,” I continued. “And I let him in.”His jaw flexed, but his voice stayed steady. “Why?”“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “Maybe because I was angry. Maybe because I was hurt. Maybe because I didn’t want to be alone after you walked out. Maybe all of it.”He nodded once
Craving My Brother-in-Law CHAPTER 18: WHEN THE TRUTH STARTS TO HURT
AMARA’S P.O.V“Where were you?”The question left my mouth the second the front door opened.Marcus froze in the doorway, keys still in his hand, hair wind-tossed, eyes tired. He didn’t even step in yet, just stood there like he hadn’t expected me to be right there waiting.“I needed space,” he said quietly.“That’s not an answer,” I shot back. My voice cracked, betraying how long I’d been holding everything in. “You disappeared for a whole day, Marcus.”He shut the door behind him, gently, like he was afraid to cause any more noise. “And you needed space too.”“That’s not your decision to make,” I said.He sighed and walked past me into the living room. Not touching me. Not looking too long. Just… existing in the same room like a stranger who knew where everything was.“You’re exhausted,” he murmured.“Don’t tell me what I am.”I followed him, because the distance felt unbearable after all the hours of nothing.He sat down on the edge of the couch, hands clasped tightly. “Amara, we s
Craving My Brother-in-Law CHAPTER 17: EMPTY HOURS
AMARA’S P.O.V The day stretched on like a punishment. I woke up with the blanket still tangled around me on the couch. My neck ached from the awkward angle I had curled into, and my back felt stiff, like even my body was protesting how I’d slept. The first few seconds were fog—then the silence hit me, thick and total. I turned my head toward the window. The curtains didn’t block much, just softened the light into a pale rectangle that stretched across the floor. Not bright. Not warm. Just late morning, maybe close to noon. Marcus still wasn’t home. My hand moved automatically toward my phone. I didn’t even think—just reached. The screen lit up and my stomach sank at the emptiness. No text. No call. Not from him. Not from Luke. Just notifications that had nothing to do with me. Discounts. Subscriptions. Useless reminders. All these things shouting about a world that was fine, untouched, while mine felt like it was quietly cracking in two. I sat there with the phone in my hand for
Craving My Brother-in-Law CHAPTER 16: LETTING HIM IN
AMARA'S P.O.V The door closed with the softest click, but it reverberated in my bones like a gunshot. Silence followed—thick, oppressive, almost alive. I stayed standing there, one hand on the knob, forehead against the wood. My chest rose and fell in shallow, uneven breaths, as if part of me still expected him to knock again. To stay. To refuse to leave. But he didn’t. Luke was gone. And Marcus was still nowhere to be found. The house was too quiet, every shadow stretched thin by the early light seeping through the curtains. It wasn’t even morning yet, not fully—the world outside still wore that strange half-light where the sky can’t decide between night and day. I hated that hour. Too honest. Too raw. It exposed everything you’d tried to bury in the dark. I walked back toward the living room, but my legs felt like they were moving through water. The couch swallowed me the moment I sat down. My body sagged against the cushions, but my mind refused to rest. I kept hea
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AMARA'S P.O.V The next morning, I woke to an empty bed. The pillow beside me was untouched, the sheets cool. Marcus hadn’t come back to our room after I ran out into the rain last night. I wondered if he even noticed I was gone, if he even cared. A part of me wished I could scream at him, confro
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