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Chapter 107
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2026-03-21 02:41:23
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I forget my keys.Not in a dramatic, everything-falls-apart kind of way. Just that quiet, irritating moment halfway down the street when I reach for them and come up empty.I stop.Look at my hand like I somehow misplaced reality.“Great,” I say under my breath.Sunny keeps walking, leash pulling slightly before he realizes I’m not moving.He turns. Looks at me.Unimpressed.“Don’t,” I tell him. “This is not a you moment.”I turn back, retracing my steps. Same path, same morning light, just slightly more aware of everything now. The sound of my shoes. The way the air feels heavier than it should.I grab the keys from the table where I left them—exactly where I always leave them—and head back out.“Fixed,” I mutter.Sunny doesn’t care.⸻By the time I reach the café, the day has already started without me.I push the door open.The bell rings.And something in me… pauses.Not fully. Just enough that my body has to catch up.He’s there.Not walking out.Not halfway through leaving.Stan
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I burn the toast.Not a little. Completely.It’s black around the edges, smoke curling up like I’ve done something dramatic instead of just… not paying attention.I stare at it for a second.“Right,” I mutter. “We’re starting like this today.”Sunny is by the door, sitting, watching me like this is a show he didn’t ask for but is willing to critique anyway.“You’re not helping,” I tell him.He tilts his head.I sigh, scrape the toast into the bin, and start again.My movements feel slower than usual. Not lazy. Just… slightly out of sync. Like I’m half a step behind myself.There’s something unfinished sitting in my chest from yesterday.Not loud.Just there.I don’t reach for my phone.I notice the impulse. Let it pass.“Walk?” I ask.Sunny is already up before I finish the word.⸻Outside, the air is warmer than it was yesterday morning.Or maybe I just didn’t notice yesterday.Sunny pulls ahead, leash taut, determined about something only he understands.“Relax,” I say. “You don’t e
Second Choice: Wife by contract Chapter 111
Solene:There’s a knock on my door.Sunny reacts before I do—quick feet on tile, a low bark that turns into something louder when I don’t immediately get up.“Okay, I’m coming,” I say, pushing myself off the couch.I already know who it is.Mara doesn’t knock like she’s visiting. She knocks like she’s arriving.I open the door.She walks in without waiting, like the space already belongs to her. Drops her bag on the chair. Looks around once, not really seeing anything.Sunny circles her, then loses interest halfway through and walks off.“Wow,” she mutters. “That was warm.”I close the door behind her.“What’s wrong?” I ask.She doesn’t answer immediately.Just stands there for a second, shifting her weight, like she’s trying to decide how to say something without saying it wrong.“I didn’t tell you something yesterday,” she says finally.Something in me goes still.Not dramatic. Just… attention sharpening.“What?”She exhales.“Ethan was at the café.”The words don’t hit all at once.
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Ethan:Miami doesn’t rush you.It just… sits there. Warm. Bright. Like it knows you’ll adjust eventually.I stand by the window a little longer than necessary, looking out at a city that isn’t mine. Not something I built. Not something I understand yet.Temporary.That’s the word that keeps coming up.Behind me, I hear Adriana close her laptop. Soft. Precise.“That’s the last of it,” she says.I turn back, glance at the table. Papers still spread out. Numbers I actually recognize as mine. Clean decisions. No interference.I nod. “Good.”She watches me instead of the documents.“You don’t look like someone who just secured independence,” she says.“I don’t celebrate meetings.”“This wasn’t just a meeting.”“No,” I agree.It wasn’t.She leans back slightly, crossing her legs. Studying me like she’s trying to place something.“You’re doing it,” she says. “Building something without them.”“Yeah.”“And?”I pick up my jacket. Fold it over my arm. Buy myself a second.“And what?”“And you s
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Sunny wakes me up before my alarm.Not gently.He nudges my arm once. Then again. Then just commits fully — head pressed into my shoulder like persistence will magically turn into success.“Okay,” I mumble, eyes still closed. “I’m up.”I’m not.He makes this soft, offended sound, low in his throat, the one he reserves for when I’m being particularly disappointing.I crack one eye open.He’s staring at me. Deeply unimpressed. Like I’ve personally failed him by still being in bed at this hour.“Give me a second.”He doesn’t move.Of course he doesn’t.I drag myself upright, pushing my hair back with both hands. The room feels too quiet — early morning quiet. No traffic yet. No voices. Just the low, steady hum of the AC and Sunny’s breathing, impatient and expectant, like he has somewhere important to be and I’m the only thing standing in his way.My hand reaches for my phone automatically, fingers brushing the cool edge of the nightstand.I stop halfway.Let it drop back onto the bed.N
Second Choice: Wife by contract Chapter 108
I don’t open his message.Not the first day.Not the second.By the third, it starts to feel… deliberate. Like I’ve chosen this silence and now I have to live inside it. Like if I open it, something will shift and I won’t be able to put it back where it was.My phone lights up sometimes.Orders. Supplier updates. Mara sending voice notes that are mostly her laughing at her own jokes.Not him.He doesn’t send anything else.He said he’d give me space.And he does.Which is somehow worse than if he didn’t.The silence has weight now. It presses against my ribs when I’m trying to focus, lingers in the quiet moments between customers, follows me home like an uninvited shadow.⸻The café is busy in that steady, predictable way that usually settles me.Cups lining up. Names being called. The low murmur of people talking over books and laptops. Someone tapping too loudly on their keyboard in the corner.I move through it like muscle memory.Take order. Pour. Pass. Smile.Repeat.From the out
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I wake up in the afternoon. Not because I’m lazy. Because my body gave up somewhere between crying and not crying and decided sleep was the only thing left it could do for me. The light in the apartment is wrong. Too clean. Too quiet. It hits the walls like it doesn’t know me yet. I lie there fo
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He comes home later than he said he would. Not late enough to be suspicious. Just late enough to feel deliberate. I hear the door before I see him. The familiar sound of keys. Shoes set neatly aside. Control, even in exhaustion. I stay where I am. On the couch. Knees tucked in. Phone face down
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Morning comes quietly. No dramatic wake-up. No alarms blaring. Just light creeping through the curtains and the slow realization that I didn’t sleep as much as I pretended to. Ethan is already awake. I know because his breathing is different. Lighter. Controlled. The way it always is when he’s th
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The message stares back at me like it’s daring me.Ethan: Really, Luca?That’s all he says. Two words and a name. No context. No curiosity. Just accusation. Ownership disguised as disappointment.My fingers are shaking. I can feel it in my wrists, up my arms, settling behind my eyes. I haven’t crie
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