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Chapter 8
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2026-06-21 20:14:34
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Married to my enemy Chapter 8
Adrian’s POV.I sat at the dining table for a long time after she left.The eggs had gone cold and the toast had turned dry, but neither held my attention as much as the empty chair where she had sat and the painful twist in my chest.A pain I wasn't supposed to feel. I didn't love Elara. I was just trying to be a better person. That's all.I was just trying to be decent until I found the truth about my past. Yet why did this hurt? Why did her pulling away feel like she was taking something vital with her?I groaned, running my hands through my hair. This was supposed to soften her. The breakfast, the smile, the careful way I had arranged the fruit. But it didn't.She had looked at me like I was a stranger wearing her husband's face.I cleared the dishes. The sink filled with water. I washed each plate slowly, methodically, trying to empty my mind.When I finally walked into the bedroom, she was lying on the bed, flipping through a book. Her legs were tucked beneath her. Her hair fell
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Elara's POV.I adjust my hoodie, pulling the cap lower over my face. Then I slide into the booth behind them, my back to their table, close enough to hear.Come on. Say something useful.But the more I strain my ears, the more I hear nothing but whispers. Soft. Intimate. The kind of whispers that belong in bedrooms, not restaurants.Sophia leans in, her hand brushing his arm as her fingers trail slowly up his sleeve, and she laughs—a low, breathy sound that makes my teeth clench.Who whispers in a public place? Who does that? It's like she's trying to be mysterious. Or annoying. Probably both.A waiter passes. A tray wobbles. Hot coffee sloshes over the rim and splashes across my table and my lap."Holy shit!"The words explode out of me before I can stop them. Heads turn. The entire restaurant freezes.Sophia looks over, confused. And Adrian... Adrian's head whips toward the sound. His eyes scan the figure in the hoodie. Something flickers across his face. Recognition? No. Impossibl
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Elara’s POV.The gala is held in the Sterling Hotel's grand ballroom. Crystal chandeliers. Champagne flowing. The city's elite gathered in their finest, here to see and be seen.I stand at the edge of the room, the emerald dress hugging my body, my hair swept back, my hands steady.Adrian approaches. He offers his arm. I take it.He leads me through the crowd, stopping to greet his business partners, accepting their praise, their envy, their respect. I stand beside him, silent, the dutiful wife."Adrian." A man in a gray suit claps his shoulder. "I hear your wife is playing tonight. How delightful."Adrian's smile is tight. "My wife will play a little piece. Nothing special."In my past life, they would have sunk into my chest, heavy with shame.Now, I smile sweetly and innocently."Nothing special," I echo.Adrian glances at me. Something flickers in his eyes. A question, maybe or the first stirring of unease.He does not know what is coming.The piano sits at the center of the stag
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Elara’s POV.The brunch is held in the grand dining room. Crystal chandeliers, a table long enough to seat twenty, though only eight sit at it.I walk in on Adrian's arm. I feel Agatha's eyes on me before I see her.She sits at the head of the table. Diamond rings weighing down her fingers, her gaze travels from my face to my dress and back again.I smile, sweetly. The smile I practiced in the mirror before I walked out of my room.Adrian pulls out my chair. A small gesture. One he never made in my first life. I sit, and he takes the seat beside me. His eyes flick to me once, then away.Agatha begins."Elara," she says, her voice honey over steel. "I see you've chosen something... bold for your first family appearance."In my past life, I shrank. I smoothed my skirt. I mumbled something about not meaning to draw attention.I meet her eyes. "I wanted to look my best for the family. First impressions matter, don't they?"Her smile tightens. "They do. Which is why I'm surprised Adrian
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Adrian’s POV.The empty bottle sits on the dining table. Vitamin B, the label says. I found it in the dustbin.“What is this really?”My mother doesn't look up from her tea. She shifts in her chair, bracing herself. “Vitamins. I told you. For that wife of yours.”“She has a name,” I say quietly. “Elara.”“Elara.” My mother tastes the name like poison. “The pianist. The one with no family, no money, no…”“What is in the bottle, Mother?” My grip tightens around the bottle. She sets down her cup, her eyes meet mine, cold and unblinking. “Birth control. Someone had to protect you from your own stupidity.”The words land like a slap. “You lied to me?”“I've been protecting you. Sophia is the one you should have married. She has connections, money and a future. That girl you dragged to the altar has nothing.”“It's none of your business who I marry,” I reminded her, trying not to lose control.“Everything about you is my business.” She stands, her voice dropping to a hiss. “I built this
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Elara’s POV.Somewhere, a phone is ringing. No….. not ringing. Someone is shouting. A voice I know."Elara! Elara, answer me! Where are you? Pull over!” His breath is uneven, like he’s been running.Adrian! I have never heard him sound like that. Afraid and desperate. He sounds like a man who might lose something he didn't know he wanted.I smile faintly.Too late, the darkness comes slowly. It wraps around me. I gasp.My body jerks upright, air fills my lungs like fire. My heart pounds so hard I can feel it in my throat, my temples, my fingertips.I try to search my mind, but for a moment, everything is blank.Then it hits me. The accident. The rain. The headlights. Fuck!! Immediately, my hands fly to my body, but there is no pain…no scars or stitches.My eyes dart around. That’s when I realize I’m not in a hospital.I am in bed. A large, familiar bed. Silk sheets. Morning light filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows. I know this room. I know this light. I know the faint scent
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