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One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 36
I wanted to be normal for just one day.Just one.I had finally carved out a free morning and planned everything perfectly. Daph and I would take my documents to the university, submit the remaining paperwork, take a few pictures for my student profile, and grab coffee afterward like old times.I even wore jeans and a hoodie. No makeup. Hair in a bun. I looked like me again. Just Lia. Not Ruben’s wife. Not some spoiled heiress or society bride. Just the girl who used to dream of campus life and independence.“I’m driving,” I told Daph before she could argue. “No need for bodyguards or black cars today.”She raised a brow. “You know they’re going to tail you anyway, right?”“Not if they don’t know I’m leaving,” I smirked, twirling the car keys.And for a moment, I believed I could pull it off.Until I got to the front gate.Five black SUVs. Windows tinted. Engines humming. Waiting.“What the hell is this?” I muttered, slamming on the brakes.Daph's jaw dropped. “Um… is this… is this fo
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 35
It had been four nights since the wedding.Four mornings of waking up in silk sheets, wrapped in expensive comfort, yet still carrying a weight I couldn't name.Ruben had been sweet. Gentle. Patient.But none of it erased how it started.He came into the room that evening barefoot, in a black shirt and loose joggers, holding two glasses of wine.He handed me a glass.“You’ve been quiet,” he said softly, brushing his knuckles across my cheek. “Too quiet.”I took the wine but didn’t drink it.He waited.I sat down on the edge of the bed, setting the glass on the nightstand before I looked up at him.“I need to say something.”He frowned slightly. “Okay…”My fingers twisted in my lap. My voice, when it came out, didn’t shake but it didn’t rise either.“You forced me into this, Ruben.”His entire posture stiffened, but I didn’t stop.“You blackmailed me,” I continued, my voice quiet but laced with all the fire I had swallowed for weeks. “You left me with no choice. You knew I loved you ba
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 34
The next morning was the first time I woke up beside Ruben in our new home as his wife.No ceremony. No guests. No stylists buzzing around. No obligations demanding our attention.It was domestic. Almost… surreal.I stayed in bed longer than I should have, tangled in the sheets and my thoughts. Everything was still so new: my name, my home, my life. My husband.When I finally wandered into the kitchen, barefoot and sleepy-eyed in Ruben’s shirt, he looked up from where he was pouring fresh juice and smiled.“There she is,” he said warmly. “Good morning, Mrs. Delwunco.”I offered a tired smile. “Morning.”He had made breakfast eggs, toast, fruit, and perfectly brewed coffee. I sat down quietly, letting him fuss a little. He seemed lighter than usual. Happy, even. As though the last few weeks of chaos had been worth it.“Did you sleep well?” he asked, handing me my mug.I nodded. “Better than I have in weeks.”We ate in companionable silence for a while, broken only by the occasional cli
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 33
Two days after the wedding, the afterglow had barely settled before reality knocked dressed in formalwear and clutching champagne flutes.Ruben and I were hosting an “after party,” or more specifically, a formal welcome dinner in our new home. A soft launch into married life. Small. Elegant. Intimate. Just a few friends, business partners, and family. The calm after the chaos.But the real surprise wasn’t the guest list or the decor.It was the house.I hadn’t seen it before the wedding. Not even in passing. I had assumed like everyone else that we’d be living in the Delwunco estate, maybe in one of the family wings. I had braced myself for that reality. For the shadow of his parents always lingering.But this?This was different.The drive was nearly thirty minutes from the Delwinco estate long enough to feel like freedom, short enough for obligation to still find me.As we approached the gated entrance to a private estate branded with “R. Enterprises”, my brows furrowed. The black i
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 32
The officiant’s voice was calm, steady. Sacred words laced with elegance filled the space, but I barely heard them.I stood there, hand in Ruben’s, nodding when prompted, smiling when expected. The weight of hundreds of eyes pressed down on me like I was on a stage I couldn’t escape.“I do,” Ruben said, clear and certain, like he had practiced it a hundred times.Then it was my turn.I looked at him this man I was marrying and for a second, the world disappeared. Not in a romantic way, no. But in that jarring, paralyzing moment you realize this is it. No rehearsals. No pause button. This was real.I swallowed.“I… do.”The words escaped on a breath I didn’t know I was holding.There was applause.Cheering.Flashbulbs.And then… we kissed.His lips were soft, careful. He didn’t linger. And neither did I.When we turned to face the crowd as husband and wife, I wore the brightest smile I could manage. But inside? I felt like I had left something behind at the altar. Something I’d never
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 31
The morning of the wedding arrived like a tidal wave. No gentle breeze, no soft warning.Just a crashing reality.My room was filled with people before the sun had even touched the sky. Stylists, decorators, photographers, designers each one moving with an urgency I couldn’t match. I blinked sleep from my eyes only to be greeted by voices barking orders I didn’t understand and hands pulling me in every direction.“Hair first, please she needs to be in full glam in two hours!” “No, that dress can’t hang like that, it needs to breathe!” “Where’s her tiara box? The real one, not the backup.” “Lia, darling, sit still we need to start your nails.”I wanted to laugh. Or cry. Or both.Because today wasn’t my day. It was their day. Delwunco day. The press, the spectacle, the royalty. A fairytale, they called it. One where I was the living doll.I sat silently as someone curled my hair, strand by strand. Another person worked on my hands. My eyes were already being shaded with golds and war
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