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The words hung in the air between them.Emma stood in the middle of her mother's sitting room, her hands clasped in front of her like a child waiting to be scolded. Olivia sat in her favorite armchair, a glass of wine untouched beside her, her face pale and drawn."I asked you a question, Emma.""I heard you.""Then answer me."Emma took a shaky breath."Yes. I slept with Ethan."Olivia closed her eyes. Her hands gripped the arms of the chair so tightly her knuckles went white."He's your stepbrother.""I know.""Your stepbrother, Emma. Damian's son. My husband's son." Olivia's voice cracked. "What were you thinking?""I wasn't thinking." Emma's voice was barely a whisper. "I was hurting. And he was there.""Hurting?" Olivia opened her eyes, and they were bright with tears. "You were hurting, so you decided to sleep with your stepbrother? While you're still married?""It wasn't a decision. It just... happened.""It just happened?" Olivia laughed bitterly. "Things like that don't just
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The whispers started on a Tuesday.Emma was at the bakery, her hands buried in dough, when she heard it—a cluster of customers near the front counter, their voices low but not low enough."Did you hear? Emma slept with Ethan.""She's still married, you know.""What kind of woman does that?"Emma's hands stilled. The dough squelched between her fingers. She told herself she'd misheard. Told herself they were talking about someone else. Told herself it wasn't real.But the whispers followed her.At the farmers' market. At the coffee shop. At the grocery store. Everywhere she went, she felt eyes on her—cold, judging, knowing.She tried to ignore it. She focused on her work, on her painting, on the slow process of healing. But the whispers were relentless, wearing her down like water on stone.What kind of woman does that?She knew the answer. The kind of woman she'd become. She confronted Ethan on a Thursday.She showed up at his office unannounced, her hands shaking, her heart pounding
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Emma didn't go to the mansion the next day.Or the day after that.She stayed in her apartment, ignoring her mother's calls, ignoring Ethan's texts, ignoring the world. She painted—not because she wanted to, but because it was the only thing that kept her from losing her mind completely.She painted Seraphina.Not a portrait—nothing so literal. She painted a woman made of ice and gold, beautiful and cold, standing in the middle of a crowd of admiring faces. The woman was smiling, but her eyes were empty.It was the most honest thing Emma had created in months. Jax called on the third day."You haven't been to work.""I know. I'm sorry.""Don't apologize. Just tell me what's wrong."She hesitated. Then she told him about Seraphina. About the dinner. About the way she'd felt—small and insignificant and invisible."She's perfect," Emma said, her voice hollow. "She's everything I'm not.""She's not you.""That's the point."Jax was quiet for a long moment."Come to the bakery," he said f
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Emma should have known better than to accept the invitation.But her mother had insisted. "It's just dinner, sweetheart. You've been avoiding the mansion for days. Everyone misses you."Everyone. Right.She'd arrived at the Carter Mansion an hour ago, and she'd been regretting it ever since.Because Seraphina was there.She was everywhere—at breakfast, at dinner, in the gardens, in the hallways. She moved through the mansion like she owned it, her laughter echoing off the marble floors, her perfume lingering in every room.And the brothers—all of them—gravitated toward her like moths to a flame. Emma stood in the corner of the living room, a glass of wine in her hand, watching.Seraphina sat on the couch between Ethan and Adrian, her legs tucked beneath her, her hand resting on Ethan's arm as she told a story about their childhood. Something about a summer trip to Europe, a yacht, a scandalous escapade that had everyone laughing."You remember that, don't you, Ethan?" Seraphina asked
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Three days.Emma had avoided him for three days.Three days of ignoring his calls. Three days of deleting his texts without reading them. Three days of hiding in the bakery, working double shifts, coming home exhausted enough to fall asleep without thinking.But she couldn't hide forever.She was curled up on her couch, a half-eaten container of takeout beside her, when the knock came. Her heart stopped. She knew who it was before she even looked through the peephole.Ethan.He stood in the hallway, flowers in hand—not roses, but sunflowers. Bright and golden and cheerful. The kind of flowers that felt like a punch to the chest because they reminded her of the painting he'd loved. The one of the woman in the field. The one that had been destroyed.She opened the door."You've been avoiding me," he said."I've been busy.""Emma. Don't lie to me." She let him in.He walked past her slowly, taking in the small apartment. The bare walls. The single couch. The tiny kitchen with its cracke
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The bakery was quiet after closing.Emma wiped down the counters, her movements slow and mechanical. She'd been avoiding Jax all day—keeping her head down, focusing on the ovens, pretending everything was normal. But she could feel his eyes on her. He knew. Of course he knew. Jax always knew."Emma."She froze, her hand stilling on the counter."Yeah?""Come here."It wasn't a request. It was a command—She turned slowly, her heart pounding. Jax stood by the back door, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. The tattoos on his forearms seemed darker in the dim light, the piercings in his eyebrow and lip glinting like warnings."I'm almost done," she said, her voice too bright. "Just need to finish up and then—""Emma." He said her name again, softer this time. "Stop."She stopped."Something's wrong," Jax said."I'm fine.""You're not fine." He stepped closer. "You've been crying."Emma touched her face instinctively, as if she could wipe away the evidence. But the tears had dried
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