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Chapter 98: The Grant Gets Funded
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2026-05-15 23:27:13
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SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 161: Coming Home
ISABELLA’S POVThe taxi pulled up in front of my parents’ house just as the sun dipped behind the mountains. I paid the driver and stood on the sidewalk with my three suitcases. The air smelled like pine and fresh bread. It felt familiar in a way that made my chest tight. I had not told them I was coming. I did not want questions on the phone. I just needed to be here.I dragged the suitcases up the walkway and before I could knock the front door opened. My mother stood there in her apron, eyes wide with surprise.“Isabella? Oh my goodness, honey!”She pulled me into a hug right away. Her arms felt warm and strong. I held on longer than I meant to. “Isabella?”“Papa” My father came out behind her and wrapped both of us up. For a moment it felt good and safe. Then the questions started.“What a surprise,” my mother said as she helped me carry one suitcase inside. “We did not know you were coming. Is Dominic with you?”I forced a small smile. “No. He's uhhh.. he's busy with work. I jus
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 158: The Weight
ISABELLA’S POVI sat on the cold kitchen floor with my back against the cabinet. The bottle of red wine stood half empty beside me. I had gotten so bad with drinking that I did not bother with a glass anymore. I just brought the bottle to my lips and took another long drink. The taste barely registered as I think I have gotten used to the taste. The floor tiles pressed hard into my legs but I did not move. Moving felt like too much effort.Nine months had passed since that night with Dominic. Nine months since I watched the door close behind me and cried in the elevator like my heart was being ripped out. I thought the pain would ease with time. I thought one day I would wake up and feel like myself again. But the pain did not ease. It changed into something worse. It became this heavy numbness that sat on my chest and made every breath feel like work.I tried therapy for a while. I went to sessions twice a week and talked about my feelings. The therapist was kind and patient. She ask
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 159 :Confess to her
VIVIAN’S POVSix weeks had passed since Dominic transferred out of my care. I kept telling myself I was fine. I filled his old Thursday slot with a new patient who was struggling with anxiety after losing his job. My schedule stayed full, my notes were clear and on time, work felt steady. I had thought about him only a manageable number of times. I had not opened his file once since I sent the referral. I was fine. Or at least I tried to be.I had just finished with my last patient for Tuesday and I gathered my things to go home. The office had gone quiet and everyone else had left for the day. I turned off my computer, checked that the lights in the hall were off, and walked through the waiting room toward the exit.Then I stopped dead.Dominic was sitting in the chair by the window. He stood up the moment he saw me. There was something different in the way he held himself. No careful composure trying to manage the space around him. Just a man getting to his feet because the person h
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 158: Still in denial.
DOMINIC’S POVThree days had passed since that last session with James and his words would not leave me alone. I kept hearing him say that fear of my own feelings was not the same as healthy self awareness. I had spent the last three days walking around my penthouse and asking myself the same questions again and again. Was I really different now? Or was I just delaying the same mistakes with a different face?The doorbell rang and pulled me out of my thoughts. I opened the door and found Mia standing there with two bags of groceries in her hands.“Hi Mia… what… what are you doing here?” I asked.“I have come to cook for my brother,” she said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.“Mia, I am fine. I can cook for myself.”“I know you can but I want to. Let me take care of you would ya?”She walked straight to the kitchen and started unpacking. I followed her and helped put things away. We moved around each other the way we used to when we were younger. For a while we worke
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 157: The Realization
DOMINIC’S POV I arrived early for the fifth session with James but stayed in my car until the exact time. I had spent the entire week turning over what I said in his office last time. The words had come out before I could stop them. *She makes the room feel different when she is in it.* I had not planned to say that. I had not even planned to admit it to myself in that way. All week I kept hearing James’s response in my head. I had wanted to argue with him. I had wanted to insist that it was just another version of the same problem. But I could not make the argument hold even if I tried. I walked into his office and sat down. James gave me his usual nod and waited. He never rushed the beginning of a session. He let the silence sit until I was ready to fill it. “I have been thinking about…what I said last week,” I told him. James nodded again. “Tell me about that.” I looked at the plant by the window. The leaves were now slightly uneven on one side. “I said she makes th
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 156: New Room
DOMINIC’S POVDr. James Sterling’s office felt different from the one I had left behind. The walls had warmer colors. More books lined the shelves, a large plant sat in the corner, its leaves reaching toward the window like it had been there for years. James himself was fifty-two. He moved with the kind of stillness that came from decades of sitting with other people’s difficult truths without being shaken by them. I sat down across from him and felt the weight of starting over.This was my first session with him. I had transferred because I needed a different approach. I told him that much. I said I felt the previous work had reached a point where I needed fresh eyes on things. James nodded without pressing for more details. He simply asked me to tell him what I hoped to work on.I talked about the patterns I had been fighting. I told him about Aria and how I got obsessed. About how I had turned love into control and scared her. I used plain language because he was a stranger and str
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