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The Unexpected Guest
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2025-12-18 02:57:52
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Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis Mira
Chloe’s POVThe morning after the wedding felt peaceful and amazing. Literally all our staffs were smiling, grinning from ear to ear. It felt unreal.Not the dramatic kind of unreal, no alarms, no screaming phones, no fear sitting heavy in my chest. Just quiet. The kind that hums softly, like the world finally exhaled after holding its breath for too long.Sunlight streamed through the curtains, pale and warm, kissing the floor in slow, lazy patterns. I lay still for a moment, listening to the gentle rhythm of my son’s breathing from his crib, the distant murmur of the house waking up. Somewhere down the hallway, a door opened. Footsteps padded softly. Laughter followed.This is Peace.I smiled to myself. For the first time in a long while, peace didn’t feel borrowed. It felt earned.I slipped out of bed carefully, wrapped a robe around myself, and crossed over to my baby. He stirred when I leaned over him, his tiny fingers curling instinctively, and my heart squeezed in that familiar
Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis Peace With Tyler
Chloe’s POVThe event was a hot and people walked around, but as evening finally came in, people started leaving slowly and quietly. And before we knew it the event finally came to an end and literally everyone was gone.The music was gone. The laughter had faded into memories. Even the lights seemed softer now, as if the world itself was tired but content. I stood alone in the garden, barefoot on cool grass, breathing in the calm that came after chaos.I was so happy and over joyed, I felt… whole and at peace. Jake was still at the front, seeing the last of the guests out, thanking them, shaking hands, smiling that calm, protective smile that now belonged to me alone. I could hear his voice faintly from where I stood, steady and warm.I closed my eyes.Peace looked good on me.“Chloe.” I head my name.I turned slowly.Tyler stood a few steps away, hands tucked into his pockets, posture careful, like someone approaching something fragile. He looked healthier now, stronger, but there
Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis The wedding
Chloe’s POVAfter Jake’s proposal and the family picture we took, I knew it was time to let my father know about our plans to remarry again, this time around as Chloe and Jake. Telling my father felt like stepping into sunlight after years of rain.He sat across from me in the quiet of his living room, hands folded, eyes attentive in that way that always reminded me he had seen too much life to be easily surprised anymore. Jake sat beside me, not towering, not guarded, just present.“We’re getting married,” I said softly. “…again.” I addedFor a moment, my father said nothing. Then he exhaled, slow and deep, as if releasing a breath he’d been holding for months.“This time,” he asked gently, “it’s because you want to?”“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “Because I choose him. Because he chooses me. This time as Chloe and Jake.”My father looked at Jake. Not as a man measuring wealth or power, but as a father measuring a man’s heart.“Protect her,” he said simply. “Protect her peace
Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis The real Proposal
Chloe’s POV The morning came slowly, calmly and peaceful. Memories of yesterday night still fresh and beautiful in my head. I woke up slowly, not because of noise or fear or pain, but because I felt watched. Not the kind that makes your skin crawl. But the kind that feels warm, like protection. I opened my eyes and found Jake already awake, lying on his side, his head propped on his hand, staring at me like I was something fragile and rare. Morning light spilled through the curtains, soft and golden, brushing his face in a way that made him look younger and calmer. Like the weight of the world had loosened its grip on him, just for now. “What?” I murmured, my voice rough with sleep. I scratched my eyes why trying to stay fully awake. He smiled. Not the confident CEO smile. Not the controlled one. This was different. “I was just thinking,” he said quietly. “That usually sounds dangerous.” He chuckled softly. “Maybe. But this one feels right.” I shifted closer, instinctively.
Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis Everything seems okay
Chloe’s POVA week has passed since Mira came. Not the kind that rushes by unnoticed, but the kind that settles gently, like a careful hand smoothing rumpled sheets. The house could breath again, Laughter returned in its small, cautious doses, first in the kitchen, then the living room, then everywhere. Everyone was happy and for the first time in the longest of time, there was so much joy and peace. Mira fit into our lives like she had always belonged.She woke early, humming to herself as she helped the staff set the table, always thanking everyone, always smiling. There was a softness to her that reminded me painfully of Gold, she was her mothers exact person, not just facially but in her character and behavior, she was kind-hearted, observant, full of light even after darkness had tried to claim her. She laughed easily, loved fiercely, and somehow knew exactly when someone needed company without asking.She was loved. And was full of love to give out too. She wasn’t lovers out
Kisses, Lies and Blurred Alibis Unspoken Words
Chloe’s POV When we got home, the house was quiet, the kind of quiet that settles after chaos, where every creak of the floor feels louder than it should, and even the air seems to hold its breath. Mira clutched my hand tightly, her fingers wrapped around mine like a lifeline. For some reasons, she trusted me so much. My son slept peacefully in the bassinet nearby, oblivious to the storms that had raged in the past weeks. I gently led Mira to the living room. The sunlight filtering through the curtains highlighted her hesitant, uncertain expression. She had changed so much in the past hours, it wasn’t just the meeting at the church, or the revelation of her mother, Gold; it was the way the weight of the truth seemed to sit on her shoulders. “Do you… want to sit?” I asked softly. She nodded, still gripping my hand. I sat next to her, watching as she slowly pulled the letter from her bag, the letter from Gold. The paper was worn, edges fraying, and the ink smudged in places as if G
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