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Chapter 42 - No way back.

Author: Oynessa
last update publish date: 2026-10-16 13:00:34

Bianca wasn't able to sleep properly, she lay in the dark of her room in the Anderson mansion, staring at the ceiling, turning the sentence over in her mind like something she could hold up to the light and examine. “I don't like watching him look at you like that."

She spent weeks teaching herself to read Ethan Anderson. The careful half-smiles, the deliberate pauses. The silences that carried more than words ever did. She knew what he sounded like when he was performing, when he was d
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  • His Perfect Mistake    Chapter 42 - No way back.

    Bianca wasn't able to sleep properly, she lay in the dark of her room in the Anderson mansion, staring at the ceiling, turning the sentence over in her mind like something she could hold up to the light and examine. “I don't like watching him look at you like that." She spent weeks teaching herself to read Ethan Anderson. The careful half-smiles, the deliberate pauses. The silences that carried more than words ever did. She knew what he sounded like when he was performing, when he was deflecting, when he was giving someone the answer they expected so he could move on to the next thing. She'd learned the rhythm of it, the way he kept himself tucked behind walls he'd spent years building. That sentence hadn't come from behind a wall. It had come out before he'd decided to say it. She'd heard the slip in his voice, seen the way he'd looked away immediately after, as if the words had escaped and he was already trying to chase them back. And then, when she'd asked him what he m

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    Ethan's hand settled against Bianca's back like it belonged there. The partner switch had worked in his favor — a coincidence of tradition he hadn't planned but had taken full advantage of anyway. No one in the room would question it. He was her partner for the evening, the man she was publicly engaged to, the one everyone expected her to dance with. Stepping in was well within his rights. That didn't explain the tightness in his jaw or the way his fingers pressed a little more firmly than the dance required. Bianca looked up at him as they moved, her expression caught somewhere between surprise and something he couldn't read. She didn't say anything. Neither did he. The orchestra played on. For the first time since they'd started this arrangement, he was holding her with no performance required. It was just the two of them, moving in slow circles, surrounded by people who didn't matter. Something in his chest loosened that he slipped past the careful contr

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    The ballroom on the second floor of the Anderson mansion had been transformed. The furniture had been pushed to the walls, the heavy curtains drawn back to let in the late afternoon light, and a portable speaker sat on a small table near the windows, playing something slow and orchestral. Flora, the instructor, stood in the center of the floor with her hands clasped behind her back, waiting. Bianca stood opposite Ethan, close enough to see the faint shadow of a beard along his jaw. He looked tired. He'd been quiet all day, in a way that suggested he was thinking about something. "We'll start with posture," Flora said. "Ethan, right hand on her back. Not too high. Not too low. Just above the waist." Ethan stepped closer. His hand settled against Bianca's lower back, warm through the fabric of her dress. She felt the pressure of his palm, steady and deliberate. "Good," Flora said. "Bianca, left hand on his shoulder.

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