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Chapter one hundred

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Sunday In Edinburgh

Aria

Sunday was ours.

Just ours — no ceremony, no dinner to organize, no video calls scheduled, no documentary camera. Just Edinburgh and the people in it and a day that had no agenda except being exactly what it was.

We slept until nine.

Both of us.

I woke first and lay there listening to the city waking up outside William’s window and thought — we’re married. Again. Because I was going to keep thinking it for a while and I’d decided to let myself.

Caden woke at nine fiftee
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  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and fifteen:

    He KnewAria’s POVI read Thomas’s message three times.Each time the same words.He knew what was underneath. He chose it because of what was underneath.My father.Standing on that site in 1994.Feeling something in the ground.Choosing it not just because of zoning and price but because of what the place had always been.A gathering place.A hundred and thirty years of people coming together in that specific spot, the specific accumulated intention of a place that had been used for exactly this, over and over, before anyone thought to build anything permanent on it.And my father had felt it.And chosen it.And laid his foundation on top of all of it.And died before he could build what he’d started.And now we’d built it.On everything he’d felt.On everything that had been there before him.I sat down on the kitchen floor.Not dramatically. My legs just made the decision and I respected it the way I’d been respecting my legs’ decisions all year.Caden was beside me immediately.N

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and fourteen:

    What’s UnderneathCaden’s POVWilliam put the notebook on the kitchen table.The sketch was precise the way all his sketches were — the building in cross-section, the atrium above, the glass panel, and below it the foundation, and below that a layer he’d drawn in lighter lines, tentative, questioning.Something older.Something that had been there before David Cole laid his foundation in 1994.“How deep does the glass panel go,” I said.“The panel itself is surface level,” William said. “The foundation below it is approximately sixty centimetres of concrete and rebar, standard commercial construction for that era.” He pointed at the notebook. “But below that — James sent me the soil survey from last year. David commissioned it before breaking ground. I was looking at it tonight because I wanted to understand the August light angle and I needed the exact depth measurements.” He paused. “The survey flagged something at one point four metres.”“What kind of something,” Aria said.“The su

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and thirteen:

    What StaysAria’s POVThe light stayed on the foundation for eleven minutes.I know because William timed it.Of course he did.He’d been tracking light in buildings for fifty years and he wasn’t going to stop now just because this one was personal. He stood slightly to the side with his phone and timed it and when it moved on he said quietly — eleven minutes, seventeen seconds — and David wrote it in his notebook because David wrote everything in his notebook and neither of them found this strange.I found it wonderful.The specific, particular wonderful of people being exactly themselves at exactly the right moment.After the light moved on and the ceremony crowd had fully dispersed and it was just the family left in the building, we did what families apparently did after significant things — we stood around and talked about nothing specific and didn’t want to leave.Thomas was the last to go.He stood at the entrance for a moment before he walked out.Looked back.At the foundatio

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and twelve:

    What StaysAria’s POVThe light stayed on the foundation for eleven minutes.I know because William timed it.Of course he did.He’d been tracking light in buildings for fifty years and he wasn’t going to stop now just because this one was personal. He stood slightly to the side with his phone and timed it and when it moved on he said quietly — eleven minutes, seventeen seconds — and David wrote it in his notebook because David wrote everything in his notebook and neither of them found this strange.I found it wonderful.The specific, particular wonderful of people being exactly themselves at exactly the right moment.After the light moved on and the ceremony crowd had fully dispersed and it was just the family left in the building, we did what families apparently did after significant things — we stood around and talked about nothing specific and didn’t want to leave.Thomas was the last to go.He stood at the entrance for a moment before he walked out.Looked back.At the foundatio

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and eleven:

    The GroundbreakingCadenWe were at the site at seven fifteen.David was already there at six thirty.Of course he was.He’d texted at six forty-five — I’m here. The light is good this morning. — and I’d read it in the kitchen while making coffee and thought about William saying the light is different in February and about Aria saying the trees are starting and about the specific accumulation of things this family noticed that most people walked past.We noticed light.We noticed foundations.We noticed what was underneath things.The site in the April morning was different from every previous version of it I’d seen.November cold and broken ground. December frost on the earth, David and his site photographs. February with the glass panel installed. March with the atrium taking shape.April was different.Almost finished.Not complete — there were still elements, still work to be done, the kind of finishing that happened in the last weeks before a building opened. But the shape of it

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter one hundred and ten:

    The Day BeforeAriaEleanor and James arrived on the fifteenth.Sophie picked them up from the airport because she had a rental car and hadn’t been at the house when the arrival texts started coming through — she’d been at the site with David, walking through it with the camera, capturing what the building looked like the day before everything.Eleanor came through the door with two bags, which was significant restraint by Eleanor standards, and looked at the house with the immediate assessor’s eye she brought everywhere.“The flowers need replacing,” she said.“Hello Eleanor,” I said.“Hello darling, you look wonderful, the flowers need replacing.” She set her bag down. “Where’s William.”“Study,” I said. “With Caden.”“Of course he is,” she said. “James, put the bags somewhere.”“Where,” James said.“Somewhere,” she said. “Use your judgment.”James looked at me.“Guest rooms,” I said. “Second floor. Your usual rooms.”He took both bags up without being asked to take both bags, whic

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter five

    CadenI’ve destroyed men for less.Built empires from nothing, buried competitors without blinking, sat across boardroom tables from men twice my age and made them sweat through their suits just by staying quiet. I have never in forty-two years of living lost control of myself. Not once. Not over a

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter four

    AriaThe lock clicked.Loudest sound I’d ever heard in my life.I stepped back from the door, heart slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat, and waited. One second. Two. The towel was wrapped tight around my chest and my hair was dripping onto my shoulders and every single nerve ending I had

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter Three

    AriaI typed back immediately. Like an idiot.That’s creepy. That’s actually creepy and you know it.Then Is it.Not a question. A statement. The kind that sits in your chest and makes you feel things you shouldn’t.I locked my phone and threw it onto the cushion beside me and pressed my face int

  • RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad.   Chapter two

    AriaI stared at that message for a solid four minutes.Then I typed back: Who is this?Three dots appeared immediately. Like he’d been waiting.You know who this is.I put the phone face down on the nightstand and pressed both hands over my face and just laid there in the dark doing absolutely no

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