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009 An Old Face At The Worst Possible Time

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Sebastian

The headline was worse in print than my assistant had made it sound over the phone, which I hadn't thought was possible until I was standing in my own office staring at it on three separate screens.

Grieving Widow or Convenient Timing? Insiders Question Sebastian Vettel's New Romance.

Beneath it, a photograph from the funeral, grainy, clearly taken from a distance with a long lens, of me leaning down to say something to Christabel near the coat check. I didn't even remember the mome
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  • I Buried My Fiancé And Married His Brother   Chapter 76

    SebastianThe marquee glowed amber as the sun dropped behind the garden wall, string lights threading between the branches Jane had spent weeks insisting needed "more sparkle," and I stood near the edge of the dance floor watching my wife laugh at something Marie had just whispered, unable to shake the disbelief that this particular evening had actually arrived intact."You look like a man who still can't believe his luck," Gabriel said, appearing at my elbow with a glass of sparkling water instead of champagne, a small, deliberate choice he'd made clear he intended to stick with for the foreseeable future."I can't. Six months ago I was standing at your funeral. Today I watched my daughter throw rose petals at your wedding guests with the precision of a small artillery unit.""She got me twice, directly in the face. I'm choosing to interpret it as affection.""Everything Jane does is affection, filtered through chaos." I clapped a hand against his good shoulder, careful of the one st

  • I Buried My Fiancé And Married His Brother   Chapter 75

    ChristabelSophie met us in the garden twenty minutes later, and the sight of her face, tired but no longer alarmed, released a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding since the phone call woke us before dawn."It's a security evidence bag," she said, holding up a small plastic case for us to see. "Left behind by my own team during the original sweep of this property, weeks ago. A tagging error, nothing more. I apologize for the scare. I should have caught the discrepancy in the equipment log sooner instead of letting it sit unexplained overnight."Relief hit me so fast my knees nearly buckled, and Sebastian's hand found the small of my back, steadying me without a word needing to pass between us."And the letter," I asked. "Any progress on who actually sent it.""The prison's internal review found nothing conclusive yet, but the detective believes it's more likely a copycat attempt, someone who read about the case in the press and decided to frighten you for their own amusement, th

  • I Buried My Fiancé And Married His Brother   Chapter 74

    SebastianTradition said I wasn't supposed to see her tonight, and tradition could go straight to hell, because I found myself standing outside her door at eleven in the evening anyway, unable to sleep, unable to sit still, unable to do anything except need to see her face before the last night of our engagement slipped away entirely."You're breaking the rules," Christabel said, opening the door before I'd even knocked, like she'd been waiting for exactly this."I never agreed to the rules. Marie invented them and told me they were law.""Marie invents a lot of things and presents them as law. It's part of her charm." She pulled me inside, and I noticed immediately that something in her posture had shifted, a tightness around her eyes that hadn't been there a few hours earlier when I'd walked her home from the girls' evening."What's wrong.""Nothing. I'm fine.""Christabel."She sighed, crossing to the small desk near the window, and picked up an envelope I hadn't noticed before, pl

  • I Buried My Fiancé And Married His Brother   Chapter 73

    Christabel"Absolutely not," Marie said, holding up a dress with an expression of profound betrayal. "This has sleeves shaped like actual trumpets. Who hurt you enough to buy this.""It was a gift. From my aunt. I have to at least try it on out of respect.""Respect for your aunt does not require you to look like you're about to perform a fanfare at any moment."We were three bottles of wine and one entire cheese board into what Marie had insisted on calling my "unofficial bachelorette redo," since apparently the version we hadn't gotten to have before my first almost-wedding deserved a proper do-over now that there was actually something worth celebrating.Beatrix sat in the corner of my dressing room, looking simultaneously out of place and genuinely delighted, a glass of wine she'd been nursing slowly for the better part of an hour, watching the chaos of dresses and shoes and half finished hairstyles with an expression I'd never seen on her before, something almost wistful."I neve

  • I Buried My Fiancé And Married His Brother   Chapter 72

    SebastianI'd been putting off the conversation for weeks, finding reasons, always reasonable ones, to delay it a little longer, but Jane's easy, uncomplicated question in the garden had settled something in me that I couldn't keep avoiding."Christabel," I said, finding her in the kitchen that evening once Jane had gone down for her nap. "I think it's time. To tell her about Elena. Properly, I mean, not the fragments she's picked up from overheard conversations and half explanations."Christabel set down the dish towel she'd been holding, studying my face carefully. "Are you ready for that?""I don't know if I'll ever feel fully ready. But she deserves to know her mother as a real person, not just an absence she's grown up around without understanding. And she's old enough now to hold at least some version of the truth, even if we simplify the hardest parts.""Do you want me there, or do you think this should be just the two of you?"I considered it for a moment. "Both, I think. I wa

  • I Buried My Fiancé And Married His Brother   Chapter 71

    Christabel The detective called on a Tuesday morning, and something in his tone told me before he'd even finished his sentence that this call would require more from me than the usual updates we'd been receiving over the past few weeks. "Vivienne accepted a plea deal," he said. "Manslaughter charges related to Elena's death, along with the fraud and kidnapping counts. In exchange, she's avoiding trial, which means no lengthy court process, no media circus dragging your family through months of testimony. But the judge wants victim impact statements before sentencing, and given everything you experienced directly with her, I think your voice would carry real weight." "You want me to face her again." "I want you to have the opportunity to, if you choose to take it. Nobody's requiring it of you." His voice softened slightly. "Some people find real closure in it. Others find it retraumatizing. Only you know which this would be for you." I sat with the question for two days before I ma

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