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2025-06-12 10:08:00Caroline’s Point of View
I don’t ask Adrian about that night anymore.
Not because I’m afraid of the answer.
Not because I’m in denial.
But because it doesn’t matter.
It doesn’t change the fact that I woke up with blood on my clothes, bruises on my wrists, and Adrian holding my hand like I was made of glass when I was kidnapped.
It doesn’t change how he looked at me afterward—with gentleness, with patience, with something close to devotion. I didn’t need confirmation. I already knew. Whether it was him or someone else who found me first, what matters now is what I have. Not what I lost. Not what I escaped.
Still, some days, it lingers. Not the details—just the echo. Like today.
I’m sitting in the back of the shop, organizing the chain samples, when Adria
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Caroline’s Point of ViewI lock the front door of the shop, letting the metal shutter roll down with a low rattle. The street’s quiet, the way it always is this late. The hum of the city’s died down, and all that’s left is the faint flicker of streetlamps and the distant sound of traffic turning corners I don’t care to follow.Adrian didn’t come back today.And strangely… I’m not angry.I lean my forehead against the glass pane, eyes closed. My chest feels hollow, but it’s not unbearable. Just empty in a way I recognize too well. It’s not the pain of being abandoned anymore. It’s the ache of knowing we both need space—like two people in a room filled with things neither of us wants to unpack.Maybe that’s good.Maybe this break in routine is exactly what we need.
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Caroline’s Point of ViewThe doorbell chimes as I finish reorganizing a tray of sapphire rings, the soft jingle breaking the quiet hum of music playing in the shop. I glance up, immediately smiling as a man walks in, dressed in a neatly pressed blazer and holding a folded list in his hand. He looks like he’s in his early forties—salt-and-pepper hair, glasses, kind face.“Hi there,” I say, wiping my hands on the side of my apron. “Looking for something specific?”He chuckles, lifting the folded paper. “I’m trying to get a birthday gift for my wife. I… uh, tried asking her what she wanted and got a ‘surprise me’ in return. So here I am.”I grin. “Dangerous words, ‘surprise me.’ That’s code for ‘you better get it right.’”He laughs, the warm, dad-joke kind of laug
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 224
Caroline’s Point of ViewI don’t ask Adrian about that night anymore.Not because I’m afraid of the answer.Not because I’m in denial.But because it doesn’t matter.It doesn’t change the fact that I woke up with blood on my clothes, bruises on my wrists, and Adrian holding my hand like I was made of glass when I was kidnapped.It doesn’t change how he looked at me afterward—with gentleness, with patience, with something close to devotion. I didn’t need confirmation. I already knew. Whether it was him or someone else who found me first, what matters now is what I have. Not what I lost. Not what I escaped.Still, some days, it lingers. Not the details—just the echo. Like today.I’m sitting in the back of the shop, organizing the chain samples, when Adria
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Caroline’s Point of ViewI’m not looking for it. I swear I’m not.I’m only sorting through old sketches in the back of the shop—stuff I shoved into envelopes months ago when I needed space and didn't want to think. There's a whole pile of them, yellowing papers filled with half-done designs, unpolished ideas, and lists of gemstones that never arrived.Penelope must have reorganized them at some point because everything’s a mess, and not the kind I remember making. I sigh and pull open the largest envelope.And it slips out.A photograph.At first, I almost throw it back in without a second glance. It's just one more thing in a mountain of things. But something about the edge—it looks glossy, new. Not part of my design work.I pause. Dust clings to the corner of the picture, and I brush it away without thinking.Then I flip it over.My breath catches in my throat.It’s a candid shot—probably from a gala. One of those formal events I hated but Knoxx insisted I attend.“You need to show
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Caroline’s Point of ViewThe envelope is plain.No logo. No return address. No stamp, even.Just my name, written in ink that's slightly smudged at the corners like it had been held too tightly for too long. Just five letters—but somehow they feel heavier than anything I’ve carried all week.Caroline.And underneath it, in handwriting I could recognize even in the dark:Knoxx Wayne.My heart doesn’t lurch. It doesn’t pound or skip or swell. But it pauses.Not out of fear.Not out of longing.Out of knowing.Because this... this was always coming.I stare at it longer than I should. Long enough for the afternoon sun to move across the counter. Long enough for the silence in the house to settle in my bones.
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Caroline’s Point of ViewThe late afternoon sunlight spills through the back window, slanting in golden lines across the hardwood floor of the shop’s backroom. It’s warm—the kind of warmth that settles in quietly, wrapping around everything without asking permission.Liam is on the floor, lying on his stomach with his little legs bent at the knees, feet kicking idly in the air. He’s coloring. Completely lost in it. His tongue pokes out just slightly from the corner of his mouth the way it always does when he’s focused. There's a little crease between his eyebrows—another familiar expression I’ve memorized without meaning to.He doesn’t notice me standing in the doorway.He hums softly. A quiet, absent sound, like he’s keeping himself company in his head.And for a few seconds, I don’t say anything.
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