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His Wife On Paper Chapter 185
Eliora's POV One year later.I had been staring at the box for twenty minutes before I opened it.It sat on the bathroom counter where I had put it when I came in, still in the pharmacy bag, while I stood on the other side of the bathroom doing an extremely thorough job of looking at the wall. The wall was unremarkable. It had nothing interesting to offer. I looked at it anyway because looking at the box meant making a decision about being ready to know something I already knew.I already knew.I had known for a week in the way your body told you things before you were prepared to verify them, the coffee that had been tasting wrong, the tiredness that was a different from regular tiredness, the specific awareness of your own interior that came with having done this before and recognising the particular texture of it.I knew.I just needed to see it.I opened the box.Three minutes was a very long time.I sat on the edge of the bath and looked at the tiles on the floor and thought ab
His Wife On Paper Chapter 184
Eliora's POV "Don't you dare cry yet," Zoey said, pointing at me in the mirror. "We have an entire ceremony for crying and you are going to save it.""I'm not crying," I said."You are doing the pre-cry.""I'm not doing a pre-cry. Whatever that means." I said through my broken voice at the end."You have had a pre-cry since 1999 and I have been watching it happen for twenty five years and I know exactly what it looks like and it is happening right now on your face."I pressed my lips together and looked at my reflection and tried to make my face do something other than what it was doing. It didn't cooperate. Zoey made a sound of mild exasperation and reached for the tissue on the dressing table and handed it to me without a word.I took it."Don't smudge anything," she said."I'm not—""Eliora.""Fine," I said. "I'm doing the pre-cry."She looked at me in the mirror with the expression she used when she was feeling something large and had decided to address it practically rather tha
His Wife On Paper Chapter 183
Eliora's POV The visiting room smelled like industrial cleaner and something underneath it that no amount of cleaning could fully reach.I did not know what to expect. I sat down and waited.The woman across the room was not Margaret.Then the door on the other side opened and she came through it and she was Margaret, smaller than I remembered, which I had not thought was possible.She saw me.She stopped walking for just a moment, one step, a half pause, and something moved through her face that was complicated and immediate and gone before she had fully crossed the room.She sat down across from me.We looked at each other through the partition."You came," she said. Her voice was careful. The voice of someone who had not been sure this was going to happen and was still processing that it had."I didn't think I would," I sighed. "But here I am."She nodded. Her hands were in her lap and she was holding them still with visible effort."How is he?" she asked. The first thing. Not ho
His Wife On Paper Chapter 182
Eliora's POV "Drew cried for twelve minutes," Zoey said, wrapping both hands around her mug. "I timed it." I stared at her across the kitchen table."Twelve minutes," I repeated."Twelve minutes and forty three seconds if we are being precise." She took a sip of her tea with the serene expression of someone who had witnessed something extraordinary and had been waiting to tell someone about it. "I would have stopped timing but I was too fascinated.""Zoey." I put my mug down. "You are telling me that Drew proposed and your first instinct was to time how long he cried?""My first instinct was to say yes," she said. "The timing was a close second." She smiled widely. "I said yes before he finished asking. He said I didn't let him get to the good part of the speech.""There was a speech?""Apparently." She waved her hand. "I didn't hear most of it. I was already crying."I looked at her across the table, at my best friend. Sitting in her kitchen in the middle of a Wednesday morning w
His Wife On Paper Chapter 181
Eliora's POV I was making coffee.Ezra's spoon tapping the side of his bowl, the coffee machine working through its process, the particular light that came through the window at this hour and fell across the counter in a long warm rectangle.I sighed, tapping my hand on the table waiting for the coffee and listening to Ezra narrate something to himself at the table behind me and feeling…. content. That was the word. The specific quiet contentment of a Tuesday morning that was just a Tuesday morning and not anything more complicated than that.Then Kian said my name."Eliora."Something in the way he said it made me turn around.He was on one knee in the middle of my kitchen.My hand went to my mouth before my brain had finished processing what my eyes were showing it. The coffee machine finished behind me with a ping sound but I paid no attention to it. Ezra said something at the table and I didn't hear that either. There was just Kian on one knee on my kitchen floor with a ring
His Wife On Paper Chapter 180
Kian's POV The boardroom looked exactly the same.That was the first thing I noticed when I walked in, that six months had passed, that everything had happened, and the room had simply waited. Same table, same chairs, same view of the city through the floor to ceiling glass on the east side. The same faint smell of coffee and of recycled air that every boardroom in every building like this one had. It had not changed at all.I had.I stood at the head of the table and looked at the faces arranged around it, twelve people, some of whom I had known for years, all of whom were doing the careful recalibration of people who thought they knew someone and were now deciding what they knew. I could see it moving through the room. Not hostility. Not warmth exactly. Something in between, the measured assessment of people who had watched the last three months from a distance and were now in the same room as me and forming their conclusions.I had prepared for this.I sat down."Let's begin,"
His Wife On Paper Chapter 46
Eliora’s POVI shifted in the bed, the movement sending a dull, throbbing ache through my chest. The machines hummed a steady, rhythmic reassurance that I was still alive, but I didn't feel alive. I felt like a ghost haunting my own broken body."Easy, Eli. Don't try to move too fast."Elijah was t
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Eliora’s POVThe world wasn't a place; it was a weight. It was the crushing sensation of being buried alive under layers of cold, wet earth, with a high-pitched ringing in my ears that sounded like a tea kettle screaming in a distant room. There were flashes of the nightmare, jagged, strobe-light m
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Kian’s POVThe drive to the address Julian gave me was a silent, cold blur. My hands were like ice on the steering wheel, my grip so tight my joints throbbed. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the splash of scarlet silk against the gray asphalt.My phone vibrated in the console. It was the private
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Kian’s POVThe stairwell was a cold, concrete cage. I stood there for a long time, staring at the heavy metal door that led back to the ICU. My knuckles were sore, and the dried blood on my skin felt like a second layer of clothing. A hit and run. The thought kept spinning in my head. Someone had pl
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