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The Bedroom

Author: JacqueAuthor
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-20 19:09:49

MONIQUE

Before she could respond, Nadia intervened, stepping into the room at the exact right moment. She set her tray down on the table and poured herself a cup of whatever was in the pot—tea, coffee, something warm.

“You’re not going to have wine?” I asked her lightly, trying to defuse the tension tightening the room.

“You know I like my coffees,” Nadia replied with a smile. “After this cup of coffee, I’ll go and have a lovely bath to finish the evening, then sleep like a baby.”

I smiled back at her. “So… do you live here?”

“Yes and no,” she said. “I have my house in the city, but sometimes, like now, when Marcus has guests over, I use my room downstairs. That way I don’t interfere with anyone, and I can do my work without driving back and forth.”

“What about your husband? Doesn’t he complain when you stay here?”

A shadow crossed her face, soft but sharp enough to make my stomach drop.

“Sadly, he died.”

“Oh. I’m so sorry.” I quickly said.

“It’s okay,” she said quietly. “He died almo
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  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   The Bedroom

    MONIQUEBefore she could respond, Nadia intervened, stepping into the room at the exact right moment. She set her tray down on the table and poured herself a cup of whatever was in the pot—tea, coffee, something warm.“You’re not going to have wine?” I asked her lightly, trying to defuse the tension tightening the room.“You know I like my coffees,” Nadia replied with a smile. “After this cup of coffee, I’ll go and have a lovely bath to finish the evening, then sleep like a baby.”I smiled back at her. “So… do you live here?”“Yes and no,” she said. “I have my house in the city, but sometimes, like now, when Marcus has guests over, I use my room downstairs. That way I don’t interfere with anyone, and I can do my work without driving back and forth.”“What about your husband? Doesn’t he complain when you stay here?”A shadow crossed her face, soft but sharp enough to make my stomach drop.“Sadly, he died.”“Oh. I’m so sorry.” I quickly said.“It’s okay,” she said quietly. “He died almo

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Too Perfect

    MONIQUEMarcus shrugged as if what he said wasn't that deep but I felt it.The vulnerability in his voice, the honesty, it hit me right in the chest.I smiled gently. “That’s nice.”He gave me a small half-smile, unsure whether he was supposed to smile at all.Then he straightened.“Let me tell them the table is ready,” he said, pulling a chair out for me. “Sit.”I sat. And he disappeared back into the kitchen. A few minutes later, he was back with a dish, and so were my aunt and Nadia.Nadia clapped her hands suddenly, breaking the moment. “Alright! Let’s eat before everything gets cold.”Marcus gave me a small smile as he sat next to me. Nadia and my aunt sat across from us, facing us, and dinner beganAlthough I could still feel my aunt watching us, I tried to tune her out. I focused on the food, on Marcus beside me, on Nadia who had prepared this meal. I focused on trying… trying to relax. Trying to be happy.After everything I had been through…I deserved to feel this peace.Even

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   The Cook

    MONIQUEI pulled back slightly, just enough to look up at him. His eyes were tired, shadowed. But when they landed on me, something soft appeared there, something warm, almost relieved."You're back," I whispered.He smiled. "Yes, I'm back. Where were you expecting me not to?" he added in a teasing, pleasing tone.I smiled too. "No, I am just excited you're back."Then his hand came up and his fingers brushed my cheek, tracing the skin there slowly, softly, almost like he was checking if I was really here....if I was really standing in front of him."You look better," he murmured. "Fresh. Well rested."I nodded, suddenly feeling shy. "Yeah. The only thing that woke me up was food, or else I would still be sleeping right now."A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth."I guess that’s a good thing, if you have an appetite."I smiled back.He closed his eyes for a second, like he was gathering himself and then he sighed, leaned down, and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. Tender.

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Melt Away

    MONIQUEWhen I finally woke up, the sun was already going down. My muscles ached, my chest felt tight for a moment, then loosened. I felt… lighter. Not completely, but the crushing weight that used to sit on my ribs wasn’t strangling me anymore.Maybe the sleep helped.Or maybe being far away from Ryan finally gave my body permission to relax.My stomach rumbled. Right. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast with Ryan this morning, if that sickening performance even counted as breakfast.I got out of bed and went straight to my aunt’s room. I knocked, pushed the door open… but the room was empty. Frowning, I stepped back into the hallway. That’s when I heard it, the soft hum of machinery and soft voices coming from somewhere deeper inside the house. Curious, I followed the sound through the hallway until it led me into the kitchen.My aunt was standing there, talking to a woman as they worked side by side. My aunt chopped vegetables while the other woman, around her late fifties stirred somet

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Safe

    MONIQUEHis breath trembled.“The only thing I think about when it comes to you,” I continued, “is the fact that you saved me. That you fought for me. That you worked so hard to find me, and you did. I’m free now. I’m safe now. I’m with you now.”My voice dropped to a whisper.“And I know this isn’t the right time, and I know you’re going to say I’m emotional, but I don’t care. I need you to hear it.....”My heart beat once....twice, painfully hard.“I love you,” I said, barely getting the words out.Marcus froze.I felt it.His breath stopped. His eyes widened. His arms tightened around me for a brief second and then loosened as if he wasn’t sure he should hold me at all.“No,” he murmured, shaking his head, his voice thick. “No, Monique… don’t say it because I saved you. Please don’t say it because you think you owe me anything. Just like I told you....you don’t have to repay me. You don’t have to stay here. If you want a new life, if you want to disappear, if you want anything....I

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   My Hero

    MONIQUEWe sat together — Marcus, my aunt, and me—after the reunion, tears finally slowed. My throat was raw, my eyes burned, and my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. They were both watching me with the same terrified concern.“What happened?” my aunt asked softly. Marcus didn’t say anything, but the way he leaned forward told me he needed the answer just as much.So I told them.Not everything. Not the full horror. Not the pieces that still felt like glass stuck in my throat. But I gave them a picture....enough for them to understand what I had survived. Enough for them to see the monster Ryan and his family truly were.When I finished, my aunt’s face twisted with rage and heartbreak.“That man is a monster,” she said, her voice trembling. “A monster.” She reached for me, pulling me into her arms with a kind of desperation I hadn’t felt in years. “As soon as you came home crying, I should have taken you away from there. Maybe when you came to me… maybe you really just needed to leave. We

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