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Chapter 67: Just One More Day
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2025-09-13 02:00:55
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Frosted with Love Chapter 71: Packing Up the Past
I stare at the walls of my childhood home, my fingers tracing the faded edges of the old wooden counter. For days, I’ve been going back and forth, thinking about turning this place into a baking school. It’s a good idea. A meaningful one. But something about it doesn’t sit right with me.I exhale, pressing my palm flat against the surface. I thought keeping this house would bring me comfort, a way to hold onto my mom’s memory, but I realize now that it’s only holding me back. I have a new home. A new future with Sebastian and our baby. It’s time to let go.The front door creaks open, and I already know it’s Sebastian before he even speaks.“You okay?” His voice is gentle, cautious. He knows how much this house means to me.I turn to face him, nodding. “Yeah. I was just thinking.”He steps closer. “About?”“Selling it. Letting it go.” I glance around, taking in the memories wrapped up in every corner. “At first, I thought turning it into a baking school would be perfect. But now… it ju
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I wake up to the sound of light rain tapping against the window. Soft. Rhythmic. Almost like a lullaby trying to pull me back into sleep.But my mind is already awake.I blink up at the ceiling, tracing the tiny cracks I used to stare at as a kid. It’s funny how they’re still there—like the house itself is frozen in time, waiting for me to come back.Warmth radiates beside me.Sebastian.He’s lying on his side, still asleep, one arm draped lazily across my waist. His breathing is steady, his face relaxed in a way I don’t get to see often. The usual sharpness in his features is softer now, like sleep has peeled away all his defenses.I smile a little, shifting just enough to watch him. My future is right here, wrapped around me like he belongs. And yet, the past lingers all around us in the walls that still clings to this house.My old home. My mother’s home.A place filled with memories that I don’t know how to let go of.Sebastian stirs, his fingers twitching against my waist before
Frosted with Love Chapter 69: Where We Belong
Selina’s POVIs this… what Sebastian’s been hiding from me?The house is beautiful. No—beyond beautiful. It’s breathtaking.I turn in slow circles, taking in the high ceilings, the open space, the warm lighting that makes everything feels soft and golden. The scent of something faintly sweet, like vanilla candles had been burning just before we arrived.I step further inside, my eyes immediately drawn to the living room.God.It’s huge, but somehow still cozy, like it was built to be lived in, not just admired. A massive fireplace sits against the far wall, its stone structure adding a rustic charm that makes me imagine winter nights curled up under a blanket, hot chocolate in hand, flames crackling softly in the background.Sebastian says this is going to be our house. Our home.I swallow, trying to take it all in. This is where we’ll sit and talk. Where we’ll spend lazy Sunday mornings. Where we’ll have Christmas mornings, birthdays, quiet nights just existing together.This is home
Frosted with Love Chapter 68: Built for Us Three
Sebastian’s POVMorning comes too fast.I barely slept last night, running through every possible way this could go. I know Selina. I know how her mind works—how she overthinks, how she convinces herself of the worst before she even hears the truth. And after what happened yesterday, I can’t let her sit with those thoughts any longer.She thinks I’m hiding something terrible.And in a way, I have been. But not in the way she thinks.Today, that ends.I stand by the passenger side of my car, watching the bakery’s entrance. Selina steps out, her coat wrapped tightly around her. Her eyes flick to me, hesitant, like she’s still debating whether to come with me at all.Last night, she barely spoke to me. After a few short replies, she headed to bed early, leaving me alone in the silence of her house. I ended up sleeping on the couch, knowing she needed space. This morning, when I woke up, she was already gone. She hadn’t woke me or left a note—just slipped out early, straight to the bakery
Frosted with Love Chapter 67: Just One More Day
Selina’s POVI don’t wake Sebastian the next morning. I just leave.I tell myself I’m just busy, that I don’t need to hear his voice first thing in the morning. Bu the truth is—I don’t want to. Not until I get some answers.Last night’s phone call lingers in my head like a bad dream. He said it was a client. I don’t believe him. The way his voice shifted, the way he shut down when I mentioned the house… Something isn’t right.So I do what I do best when I need to clear my head. I throw myself into work.The bakery is busy today, which helps. I greet customers with a smile I don’t fully feel. Celine is humming to some Christmas song, completely unaware of the storm inside me.I keep checking my phone, expecting a message from Sebastian. Maybe an explanation.Nothing.He’s waiting for me to reach out first. Well, he’ll be waiting a long time.—“Selina, table four needs a refill,” Celine calls from the register.I nod, grabbing the coffee pot, but my mind is elsewhere. I barely slept la
Frosted with Love Chapter 66: One Little Heartbeat & One Big Secret
Sebastian’s POVThe moment we step out of the clinic, Selina lets out a long breath, looking up to the sky. Snowflakes drift lazily around us, catching in her dark hair, and damn—she looks so beautiful it actually hurts a little.I can still hear the heartbeat.Strong. Steady. Ours.I exhale and wrap my arm around her, pulling her into me. “You okay?”She nods. “Yeah. I think I’m still processing.”“Same.” I shake my head, trying to clear the haze of emotions. “I mean… that was our baby, Selina.”She laughs, tilting her head to look at me. “I was there, you know.”“Doesn’t feel real, though.” I glance at her stomach, the thought settling deeper in my chest. “But it is. The heartbeat was—”“Strong.” She finishes for me, eyes shining.I nod, my throat feeling tight. “Yeah.”For a second, we just stand there. Snow falls around us, people pass by, but we’re in our own little world.The, she nudges me. “Come on, Mr. Frost. Let’s go home.”I smirk. “You mean your bakery?”She grins. “Same t
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