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In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0141: SUMMER SECRET
LUCA’S POVI kept my arms wrapped around her shoulders, holding her while her body shook against my chest. The crying hit in waves, loud for a few seconds then dropping to quiet hitches before building again. My shirt clung damp and cool where her face pressed into it. I stayed silent.She pulled back a little and wiped her face with the back of her hand. Her eyes were red, the makeup smeared dark underneath them."You knew," she said, voice rough around the edges. "You knew and you didn't tell me."My hand lingered on her arm a second before I let go. "I didn't know for sure. Not until earlier when I saw them."She looked right at me, breath still catching. "When?""In the parking lot. Before the renewal even began. I saw them making out in her car."She nodded slowly. Then her gaze slid away to the wall, the floor, anywhere but me. "How long have you suspected?""While I was here for summer. I overheard him on the phone with her once. I thought I must have been mistaken." My fingers
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0140: SHARDS AND SHADOWS
JUNE’S POVThe taxi pulled away from the venue and I leaned my head against the window, watching the lights blur past outside. The glass pressed cold against my forehead.The driver glanced back at me in the rearview mirror. “Where to?”I gave him the address.He nodded and turned the radio up a notch, some old song I didn’t know filling the car. I kept my eyes on the streetlights sliding across the window, letting the hum of the tires fill my head. Nothing else. Just that.The drive stretched longer than it needed to. Traffic crawled at this hour, people spilling out of restaurants, couples strolling along the sidewalks. I caught sight of a woman in a red dress laughing at something the man beside her said. I turned my face away.When the house finally came into view on the left, I told him to stop. I handed over cash before he could count it out and pushed the door open, stepping into the night air. He called something after me, but I was already walking up the driveway, the gravel
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0139: GASLIGHTING AT THE CURB
JUNE’S POVThe string lights above the entrance buzzed against the floodlights on the brick wall, and the concrete under my heels still held the day’s heat. I stood near the curb with my phone in my right hand, the screen black and reflecting the lights overhead.People clustered in loose circles around the paved area, drinks sweating in their hands, ice clinking when they shifted their cups. At least two dozen were still out here even though the music inside had stopped.Marlene stood three steps in front of me with her feet set wide and her arms locked across her chest. The crack across the back of her phone case caught the light when she moved. Behind her, ten feet back, Adrian half faced a knot of relatives near the railing, his head turned toward us.“Dad says you cheated first,” he said.I blinked. The words landed wrong. Like he’d said them in the wrong order.“What?” I said.He shrugged without lifting his head. “That’s what he said.”I opened my mouth. Closed it. I saw Frankl
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0138: PUBLIC ACCUSATION
Franklin's POVI shoved the private room door open with my shoulder because my hands shook too much to grip the handle properly. The loud bang echoed down the hallway as I stepped out into the brighter light where guests clustered near the French doors that led to the garden.Champagne flutes caught the chandelier glow while people turned toward the noise. Their conversations trailed off mid-sentence when they saw my face. I kept moving. The heavy satin of my renewal gown brushed against my legs with every hurried step. The train dragged behind me and picked up bits of confetti that had scattered earlier during the toast. My heels clicked sharply on the marble before they hit the softer runner carpet near the doors.The French doors stood ajar, letting in the evening air that carried the scent of cut grass and grilled meat from the catering tents farther out on the lawn. I slipped through the gap. The quartet’s music swelled louder for a moment before the doors swung shut behind me, m
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0137: IT'S OVER
LUCA’S POVI spotted June as she emerged from the side corridor, moving quickly but not quite running, her heels striking the tile floor in a steady rhythm while the gown trailed behind her, light and flowing despite the heavy fabric.From farther away, her face had looked calm, almost composed, but as she drew nearer, I saw the tightness around her eyes, wide and fixed, her mouth pressed into a thin line. She didn't notice me at first, her gaze locked ahead as she passed.I stepped directly into her path and reached out. "June. Hey—what's going on?"She didn't slow, didn't glance over, just kept moving forward, her shoulder brushing mine as she went by, the sleeve of her gown catching briefly on my cufflink before tugging free with a small rip of thread.The scent of roses clung to her, the same ones pinned earlier during the ceremony, now faintly wilted in the heat."June—" I turned and started after her, my shoes scuffing against the tile as I hurried to match her pace.She didn't
In Love With My Son's Best Friend TOAST OF THE TOWN
JUNE’S POVFranklin’s shirt hung open. One button was gone near the collar. The lipstick—Sarah’s color, the one she’d touched up in the passenger seat on the way here—was smeared across his mouth and down the side of his neck in uneven streaks.He yanked his jacket closed over it, fingers shaking enough that the fabric caught on itself. Sarah stayed pressed to the wall. Her dress was twisted high on one side, bunched and wrinkled. One heel had come half off; the other was still hooked in the carpet. Her arms hung loose.The roses on the dresser had gone heavy, too sweet. Vanilla from the candle mixed with sweat and something sharper, thicker. The air conditioner clicked on with a low metallic rattle. Outside the door someone laughed—high, sudden—and glasses clinked again. The quartet started another song.Franklin cleared his throat.“June. This—this isn’t—”He stopped. Looked at Sarah like she might supply the rest. She didn’t. She stared at a single rose petal on the carpet between
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