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The letter sat untouched on my nightstand.Two whole days had passed since Ken left. I hadn’t read it. I couldn’t. I wasn’t ready to feel everything again. The conversation replayed in my mind on an endless loop his voice, his eyes, the almost kiss, his goodbye.It haunted me.And Ruben… he hadn’t said anything. But I knew he felt the shift in the air. The way he glanced at me when he thought I wasn’t looking, the way his hands lingered longer than usual on my waist, the way he held me at night without saying a word. He knew something had happened. Or maybe he just knew Ken had been here.But he didn’t ask.And I didn’t speak.The silence between us was no longer cold it was careful.I sat in my private study that afternoon, a mug of untouched tea beside me and an online lecture playing on low volume through my laptop. My mind was elsewhere. I was trying. I truly was. But how do you focus on economics when your entire world feels like it’s shifting beneath your feet?Ruben walked in q
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 61
The late afternoon sun poured in from the glass doors. The house was unusually quiet, the kind of silence that made your thoughts louder. My tutor had left over an hour ago, and I had spent the time attempting to study. But my heart wasn’t in it. Not today.Something felt off.I closed my laptop, pushing aside the textbook on international finance. I rubbed the bridge of my nose, exhaustion setting into my bones, not the kind that sleep cause, but the kind that comes from emotional heaviness.I needed fresh air.Pulling on a light cardigan, I moved toward the balcony but froze halfway through the hallway. My heart stilled.He was there.Ken.Leaning against the wall in his usual careless pose, like he owned every room he walked into. His dark jeans fit like they were made for him, and the sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up just enough to expose the veins in his forearms. His hair was slightly tousled, as though he’d driven fast with the windows down.He looked… breathtaking. An
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 60
Ruben left before I woke up.I could still feel the warmth on the other side of the bed, though. His cologne lingered faintly on the sheets, woodsy and dark, like everything about him.I didn’t wake up with a weight on my chest. I didn’t have to brace myself before opening my eyes.And when I walked downstairs, the smell of fresh coffee greeted me.There he was, shirt sleeves rolled up, hair still damp from a shower, flipping through his tablet at the kitchen island like it was just any regular morning and not a scene out of a dream.“Good morning, wife,” he said without looking up.I narrowed my eyes. “You're suspiciously...domestic today.”He grinned without shame. “You say that like I didn’t just install two espresso machines so you’d stop crying over your instant coffee.”I blinked. “You what?”“Check behind the fridge.”Sure enough, hidden in a corner was a machine that looked like it belonged in a five-star café.I turned back to him, stunned. “You remembered.”His eyes met mine
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 59
The silence between us was deafening.He didn’t ask.And I didn’t explain.But I could tell by the way Ruben’s eyes lingered longer than usual, how he watched me over the rim of his glass at dinner, that he knew Ken had visited again.He always knew.And yet, he said nothing.It was worse than yelling.I picked at my food, appetite completely lost. The tension in the dining room was thick, like a taut string waiting to snap.“Are the classes going okay?” Ruben asked suddenly, voice calm but distant.I glanced up. His expression was unreadable.“Yes,” I said quickly. “The tutors are good.”He gave a small nod, then went back to sipping his wine.I hated this.I hated how I could still feel Ken’s closeness. How my skin still tingled where his fingers had brushed my cheek. Not because I wanted him. But because I’d let it happen. I hadn’t pushed him away fast enough. I should’ve never allowed that moment to get as close as it did.And I was sure Ruben sensed every ounce of it.When dinner
One Heart, Which Brother? Chapter 58
It had been a week since the garden night.And Ruben had kept his promise.No pressure. No forced affection. No questions when she pulled away. Just soft touches, careful words, and eyes that lingered a little longer than before.It felt… dangerous.Because Lia knew how easy it was to fall for kindness when you were starved of it. And Ruben Ruben was beginning to feel like a warm fire on a cold night. Comforting. Addictive. But maybe still capable of burning her to the ground.She closed her laptop after her last class of the day and stretched. The villa was quiet, except for the occasional passing footsteps of guards in the hall. Her fingers twitched she wanted to step out, to breathe real air, to be somewhere normal.But normal wasn’t in her vocabulary anymore.She wandered downstairs, barefoot, in one of Ruben’s oversized shirts she had stolen from his closet days ago. The scent of him still clung to the fabric, a mix of cedarwood and something darker, something distinctly him.In
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The days were beginning to blur into a strange kind of normal.Tutors came and went. Security circled the estate like shadows. And Lia… she studied. She attended her private classes, walked the hallways of a mansion that still didn’t feel like hers, and had coffee in the same sunroom every morning alone.But Ruben? Ruben had changed.He didn’t hover. He didn’t demand. He watched.Every touch was softer, every conversation slower. There were no more yelling matches. No more forced declarations. He asked, now. Waited for answers. The controlling man who once ordered her into this marriage had retreated behind a curtain of guilt and restraint.And somehow, that hurt more.Lia sat on the balcony one morning, her notes spread across the small table, the breeze tugging playfully at the edges. Ruben stepped out beside her silently, setting a second mug of coffee down. She didn’t even flinch. She’d grown used to his quiet entrances.“You hate chemistry,” he said, nodding at the textbook.“I d
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