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Chapter 005

Author: Besty
last update publish date: 2026-06-23 00:58:48

For the first year of marriage, Olivia sometimes woke up in the middle of the night just to make sure it was all real.

She would lie awake beside Ryan and listen to the steady sound of his breathing. Sometimes one of his arms would be draped across her waist. Other times he would be sprawled across half the bed, completely unaware that he was taking up far more space than necessary.

Every time it made her smile.

Their apartment wasn't fancy.

It wasn't one of the luxury homes overlooking the ocean.

It wasn't the kind of place people showed off on social media.

But it was theirs.

And somehow that made it perfect.

One Saturday morning, Olivia walked into the kitchen and found Ryan standing in front of the stove.

Smoke was filled the room.

A pan sat forgotten on the burner.

Something black and unrecognizable was slowly turning into charcoal.

Olivia stopped in the doorway.

"Ryan."

Her husband turned.

A guilty expression immediately appeared on his face.

"Good morning."

Olivia stared at the pan.

Then at him.

Then back at the pan.

"What is that?"

Ryan glanced over his shoulder.

"I'm making breakfast."

Olivia folded her arms.

"That thing had a family, Ryan."

Ryan burst out laughing.

"I was trying to surprise you."

"You almost burned down the apartment."

"I think that's a little dramatic."

At that exact moment the smoke detector started screaming.

Olivia pointed toward the ceiling.

Ryan sighed.

"Fine."

She laughed so hard she nearly doubled over.

Moments like that became her favorite.

Not the expensive dinners.

Not the gifts.

Not the vacations.

The ordinary moments.

The silly ones.

The moments that felt real.

Then three passed.

Life settled into a comfortable routine.

Ryan continued working as a commercial pilot.

Olivia received a promotion at work.

They spent holidays with family.

Went on weekend trips.

Argued over whose turn it was to wash dishes.

Fell asleep during movies.

Laughed at inside jokes nobody else understood.

The kind of life that seemed boring to some people.

The kind of life that felt beautiful to them.

One evening they sat together on their balcony watching the city lights.

Ryan handed Olivia a mug of hot chocolate.

She smiled.

"You remembered."

"You act surprised every time."

"I just like hearing it."

Ryan shook his head.

"Impossible."

Olivia leaned against him.

For several moments neither spoke.

The city sparkled below them.

Cars moved like tiny lights through the streets.

Everything felt peaceful.

Then Olivia quietly asked the question she'd been carrying for months.

"Do you ever think about having kids?"

Ryan looked down at her.

His expression softened immediately.

"All the time."

Olivia smiled.

"Really?"

"Of course."

She looked away.

A mixture of hope and nervousness settled inside her chest.

"We've been trying for a while."

Ryan wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"I know."

"What if it doesn't happen?"

Ryan was silent for a moment.

Then he kissed the top of her head.

"We'll figure it out."

Olivia nodded.

But the worry remained.

Months later, the doctor appointments began.

Then the tests.

Then more appointments.

More waiting and more uncertainty.

Every month brought new hope but every month ended with disappointment.

The situation slowly became harder on Olivia than she wanted to admit.

She smiled through it.

Pretended she was fine.

But Ryan noticed.

One evening he found her sitting alone in the living room.

She hadn't turned on any lights.

The room was almost completely dark.

"Liv?"

She quickly wiped her eyes.

But it was too late.

Ryan had already seen.

Without saying anything, he sat beside her.

Olivia looked down.

"I'm sorry."

Ryan frowned.

"For what?"

She laughed weakly.

"For being emotional."

Ryan shook his head.

"You don't have to apologize for having feelings."

Olivia stared at her hands.

"I just thought we'd be parents by now."

The words came out softer than she intended.

Ryan's heart broke a little hearing them.

He reached for her hand.

"Hey."

Olivia looked up.

"We're a team, remember?"

A tear slipped down her cheek.

Ryan wiped it away.

"No matter what happens, we're getting through it together."

Olivia nodded.

Then she leaned against him.

And for a while they simply sat there together.

Sometimes love isn't about fixing a problem but it's a simple staying.

A few months later, things finally seemed to improve.

Olivia smiled more.

Work kept her busy.

Ryan's schedule became less demanding.

Life started feeling normal again.

One Friday evening they attended a charity gala hosted by one of Ryan's aviation companies.

The event was held at a luxury hotel overlooking the water.

Guests filled the ballroom.

Music played softly.

Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead.

Olivia adjusted her dress nervously.

"I feel underdressed."

Ryan looked at her.

"You look amazing."

"You always say that."

"Because it's true."

Olivia smiled.

Ryan offered his arm.

Together they walked into the ballroom.

People greeted Ryan immediately.

Pilots,Executives and Business owners.

The usual crowd.

Olivia remained by his side, smiling politely whenever someone introduced themselves.

Then she noticed a familiar face.

Nathan Parker.

Ryan's best friend.

Nathan smiled as he approached.

"There they are."

Ryan grinned.

"Nathan."

The two men shook hands.

Nathan turned toward Olivia.

"Olivia."

"It's good to see you."

"You too."

Nathan smiled warmly.

Unlike many of Ryan's wealthy friends, Nathan had never made Olivia feel out of place.

He treated her exactly the same way he treated everyone else.

That was one of the reasons she liked him.

The three of them spent most of the evening talking and laughing.

Everything felt normal,comfortable and safe.

None of them knew that their lives were about to change.

Because hundreds of miles away, another woman was packing her bags.

A woman from Olivia's past.

A woman she hadn't seen in years.

Her childhood best friend.

Chloe Anderson.

And in just a few short weeks, Chloe would arrive in Miami.

When she did, nothing would ever be the same again.

The life Olivia and Ryan had built together was stronger than ever.

Or so they believed.

Sometimes the greatest storms arrive when the sky looks perfectly clear.

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