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Adrian’s POVThe boardroom was finally empty.I leaned back in my chair, the quiet hum of the city drifting through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Blackwood Tower. The meeting had gone exactly as expected—formalities, final signatures, and an overuse of the word “legacy.” It was official now. The handover ceremony was set for next week.I’d thought I’d feel relief.Instead, I felt... still. Like the moment before a storm breaks or the silence that follows a gunshot. This wasn’t just a transition of power. This was a final blow to the people who tried to destroy everything I stood for. Rome. Daniella. The chaos they’d tried to bury us under—it was about to come to light.And I wasn’t sure if I was ready for the mess that would follow.A smile tugged at my lips as I recalled Sarah's text. She always knew how to ground me. Just a few words from her had a way of steadying the war going on in my head.I stared at the screen a second longer before locking the phone and rising to my feet. M
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Sarah’s POVThe smell of grilled chicken filled the air, mingling with the faint sound of cartoon laughter from the living room. Emily stood beside me at the kitchen island, chopping vegetables like a pro while I stirred the pot on the stove. The kitchen was warm, lively, and full of the kind of chaos I had grown to cherish.“I swear, if Nora teaches Alex one more dramatic line from those princess movies, I’m telling her you and Adrian will leave her alone for a week,” Emily said, tossing sliced peppers into a bowl.I laughed. “She probably learned it from you. You’re the one who let them watch Frozen three times in one day.”Emily rolled her eyes. “That was self-defense. They ambushed me before coffee.”From the living room, we could hear the kids yelling excitedly about who was winning their game of “magic couch lava.” Their laughter echoed off the walls, blending seamlessly into the cozy rhythm of the evening.The front door opened and shut, followed by the unmistakable sound of tw
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Sarah’s POVThe evening was winding down, and the ballroom had nearly emptied, leaving only the Blackwood family and a few close friends behind.Nora, her energy still unspent, was twirling around in her dress, pulling Alex along as he whined, clearly ready to call it a night.Lily, on the other hand, had long fallen asleep in a corner of the room.“Mom, I’m so tired! Can we go home now?” Alex’s voice was small, a mixture of exhaustion and stubbornness.Emily, who had been standing quietly by the exit, gave a soft laugh before stepping forward. “I’ll take them home. You guys stay and relax a bit longer.”“Thanks, Em,” I said, grateful. I bent down to kiss Nora on the forehead, smiling at Alex. “Get some rest. We’ll see you later.”“You too!” Nora called as she skipped ahead, the last burst of her youthful energy guiding her.Emily took the kids by the hand, while the driver carried Lily, leading them away and leaving us alone. The quietness of the room settled over us, and I felt a s
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Sarah’s POVI don’t know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t this.The estate where the brunch was being held looked like something straight out of a luxury lifestyle magazine. Wide marble steps led up to towering glass doors, and beyond them was a sun-drenched courtyard filled with laughter, clinking mimosas, and women dressed in elegant pastels and perfectly tailored florals. Waiters weaved through the garden with trays of champagne and tiny edible art pieces I couldn’t quite identify.I reached for Emily’s hand.“Why do I feel like I’m about to be sacrificed to the god of high society?” I whispered.Emily chuckled, squeezing my fingers. “Relax. No one’s getting sacrificed. Except maybe the caterer if the macaroons are subpar.”Easy for her to say—she walked in like she owned the place. Meanwhile, I felt like an imposter in borrowed confidence and a very expensive dress Emily had forced me into. I stayed close to her, my eyes flicking around nervously.Then something unex
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Adrian’s POVThe house had quieted into that soft lull that always came after a good meal and a long evening of laughter. Tasha was putting the kids to bed upstairs, and Emily and Neville had moved to the porch with Julian’s friend, deep in a conversation about photography and travel.I stood in the kitchen rinsing dessert plates, not because I needed to, but because the silence gave me space to think.Julian appeared beside me, grabbing a towel without a word. We moved in sync—me washing, him drying—the way siblings who had survived the same household often did. No need for instructions. No need for pleasantries.Unlike other rich people we saw growing up, Dad didn't like us having strangers around the house, hence we'd had to learn household chores. The only person who'd managed to gain his trust was Clara who raised me when Mum passed. We finished the last plate, and he leaned back against the counter, arms crossed, his expression a little heavier than it had been earlier.“I got
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Sarah’s POVThe morning sun stretched wide over the city as I pulled into the parking lot of The Haven.I sat for a moment, hand brushing lightly across my still-flat stomach. No real bump yet, but the knowledge of the life growing inside me made every breath feel a little deeper. A little more sacred.The Haven had become more than just a project. It was a refuge—for the women we took in, and honestly, for me too.When I pushed open the front doors, I was hit immediately by the smell of coffee and the soft hum of laughter coming from the kitchen."Morning, Mrs. Blackwood!" Dana called from across the common room, her blonde hair a messy halo around her head.I smiled warmly. "Good morning, Dana. And please, it’s just Sarah."She grinned and returned to helping another girl sort through a box of donated clothes.There were almost ten women — and a baby — living here now. Ten beautiful, messy, complicated lives. And the house showed it: sneakers tossed by the door, mugs abandoned on th
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Adrian’s POVIt was strange, walking through the halls of the Blackwood estate again—this time with peace in my chest, and my family by my side.Nora clutched my hand tightly, her Birthday Queen sash still proudly slung across her shoulder. She was buzzing with excitement, peppering me with questions about what Grandpa Richard had planned for her special dinner.“Do you think he’ll have chocolate cake again?” she asked. “The one with the crunchy layers?”“I’m sure he will,” I said, glancing down at her. “You’re the birthday girl. You call the shots.”She grinned and swung our hands as we walked. Behind us, Sarah moved with careful grace, her free hand resting gently on her still-flat stomach.I slowed my pace to match hers and looked over my shoulder. She met my eyes and gave me a soft, reassuring smile.“You okay?” I mouthed.She nodded, but I could feel her tension. Not just because of the dinner, but because of who’d be at the table.Anne.She’d made no real attempt to hide her dis
FAKE HUSBAND, REAL TWIN Chapter 179
Sarah’s POVI couldn’t sleep that night.After the last dish had been washed, after the projector had been turned off and all the guests had either gone home or been tucked in their beds, and after Adrian kissed my temple and whispered goodnight, I lay in the dark, listening to the soft rise and fall of Nora’s breathing through the baby monitor.Seven.She was seven.I wrapped my arms around myself as I stood by the window, the moonlight casting gentle shadows across the floor. It didn’t feel like seven years had passed since I first held her in that sterile hospital room—small, fragile, barely able to cry. They had whisked her away before I could even memorize her face, and I remembered lying there, feeling both the wonder of motherhood and the paralyzing fear that I might lose her.She’d been sick—so sick. The doctors had whispered words I didn’t understand at first. Words like congenital defect, pediatric surgery, and long-term treatment. I was only teenager myself. Alone. No mone
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Sarah’s POVThe morning after the wedding was soft and golden.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the cottage we’d stayed in for the night—just a few minutes from the venue. The air was still, except for the occasional chirp of a bird outside and the faint rustle of trees in the wind. I lay there for a moment, eyes closed, Adrian’s arm draped over my waist, our breaths in sync.Married. For real, this time.I was someone’s wife. His wife.The word settled gently over me, not heavy or intimidating, but warm—like being wrapped in a favorite blanket.Adrian stirred beside me. “You’re awake.”I smiled, eyes still closed. “So are you.”“Barely.” His voice was husky, sleep-worn. “But you’re smiling, so I think I’m doing alright as a husband so far.”I laughed softly. “You’re doing amazing.”We stayed like that for a few more moments before he finally sat up, rubbing a hand over his face. “You ready to sneak away with me?”“Honeymoon sneak-away?” I teased, stretching. “Yes, please
