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Chapter 348

Penulis: Chloe Laurent
Aiden's POV

I called Jeffery on a Sunday night in January.

Rosie was at the studio. The kids were in bed. I had the apartment to myself, in that particular way of having it to yourself when the people who made it what it was were all there but not in the room.

Jeffery answered on the second ring.

"I need operational support," I said.

A pause.

"For what?"

"Our tenth anniversary is in April. I want to renew our vows in the garden. The same garden. The same string lights, if we can fi
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  • My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby   Chapter 350

    Rosalie's POV I had been working on the large canvas since November. Five months of circling around something I couldn't find. I knew what the painting looked like. I had the composition, the silhouette, the light source, the color choices. I could describe it if someone asked me. What I couldn't find was what it meant. It happened sometimes. Not often. Usually, I knew what a painting was doing before I knew what it looked like. This one had come in the opposite order, and since November, I'd been waiting for the meaning to catch up with the image. It was a Tuesday morning in late March. Three weeks before the anniversary. Aiden had taken the children to school, and the apartment was quiet in the way it was when it wasn't empty but paused, all the full noise of life temporarily suspended. I'd been at the studio since six-thirty. I was doing the work that was available, the small things, following up on the commission, corresponding with the curator's office about the retros

  • My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby   Chapter 349

    "A vow renewal. In the garden behind the building. The same garden as the wedding. I want it to feel like the same thing and also like ten years later." She stared at me. "Who knows?" "Jeffery. You. Your grandfather will know when we ask him about the flowers." She nodded. "I won't tell Alessandro. He'll tell Mom within forty-eight hours." "I know. That's why I'm not telling him." "Mila can know," she said. "She won't tell anyone. She doesn't have the language for that yet." "I was planning to include Mila." "Good. She likes being included." She looked at the table, already thinking. "What exactly do you need from me?" "What the moment should feel like," I said. "You've watched your mother for ten years. You know what she values. What should it make her feel?" She was silent for a moment. A real silence, not the pause before a prepared answer. The silence of someone actually thinking. "Not big," she finally said. "Mom doesn't like big. She likes real. She'll be mo

  • My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby   Chapter 348

    Aiden's POV I called Jeffery on a Sunday night in January. Rosie was at the studio. The kids were in bed. I had the apartment to myself, in that particular way of having it to yourself when the people who made it what it was were all there but not in the room. Jeffery answered on the second ring. "I need operational support," I said. A pause. "For what?" "Our tenth anniversary is in April. I want to renew our vows in the garden. The same garden. The same string lights, if we can find them. I need someone who can plan things without Rosie noticing." Silence. Then, "You called the right person." He said it with that particular quality he had when he was waiting for someone to ask him for something. As if the request was overdue and he had been patient about it. "How much time do we have?" he asked. "Three months." "Three months is enough if we start now." "I know," I said. "That's why I'm calling now." We talked for forty minutes. He had opinions about the l

  • My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby   Chapter 347

    She seemed satisfied. She reached into her bag, pulled out her homework, set it on the table, and opened it. I picked up my tea again. Mila knocked over the stacking rings and made a surprised sound at this development, then began examining the toppled arrangement with the same seriousness she'd given the upright one. I stayed at the kitchen table and breathed. The breathing was deliberate. Not from panic. From the particular effort of receiving something unexpected in a context where my face was being read by someone very good at reading it, then watching that same person resolve it into something simple. It's just a girl from my school. I thought about what it had cost me to hear that name for the first time. The cold thing. That particular quality of a word with a history attached to it. I'd spent years learning the difference between the cold thing as information and the cold thing as residue, and I was better at telling them apart now, but the cold thing still came,

  • My Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby   Chapter 346

    Rosalie's POV Lucy came home from debate practice on a Thursday afternoon in October and set her bag down by the door in that particular way she had when she had something to say before doing anything else. I was at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, and Mila was on the floor at my feet with the stacking rings she'd been studying with great seriousness for twenty minutes. Alessandro was in his room. Aiden wasn't home from the firm yet. Lucy stopped in the hallway for a moment. Just a moment. I noticed because Lucy didn't usually stop in hallways. She moved through the apartment with the purposeful efficiency of someone who knew where she was going and what she was going to do once she got there. That pause was information. She came to the kitchen table and sat across from me. "I need to tell you something," she said. I set down my tea. "Tell me." "There's a new girl in debate," she said. "She transferred last week. She's very good. Better than most of the people in th

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    He watched me. "And you come to me before something composes itself again," I said. "Not after it's become a structure. When it's still a small thing that can be handled like a small thing." He stared at me. "That's it?" "That's it." He was silent for a moment. He looked at the desk, then at me. "I expected something much worse." "I know," I said. "That's what happens when you stay alone with something. It becomes bigger than what it is." He looked at me with that particular expression of someone who had just heard something connect to something deep inside himself. I didn't explain any further. That was his to sit with. I left his office. I called Dr. Garrett from the car at six. He answered, and I told him about Ortega, what had happened, and how I'd handled it. I told him everything, including the hour I'd spent thinking through the firm's options and procedures before Rosie's question redirected me. Dr. Garrett listened. When I finished, he said, "You handle

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