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Chapter Twenty-Six

Penulis: lady.serene
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Celeste

The faint gray of early morning bled through the guest room curtains, soft and cold, the kind of light that made everything feel muted — like the world was holding its breath. My eyes blinked open slowly, reluctant. The air smelled faintly of cedar and something warmer, richer — him.

I sat up, pulse catching when I remembered exactly whose guest room I was in.

Sebastian’s.

The thought alone made last night crawl back into my mind — the words, the way his voice had lowered, the heat in his eyes right before it all… stopped.

I pushed the blanket away and swung my feet to the floor, my socks muffling every movement. The house was silent. No footsteps, no clinking cups from the kitchen, no sign that he was awake. I could have lingered — maybe even wanted to — but the thought of seeing him again before I’d steadied myself felt dangerous.

I crept through the hall, my hand brushing the smooth banister as I made my way downstairs. The living room was still littered with the faint trac
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    CelesteI stepped into the elevator lobby, the low hum of conversation buzzing around me like a distant storm, barely audible but impossible to ignore. The polished marble floors reflected the overhead lights in soft pools, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered faintly in the air. Sebastian was already there, standing near the far wall with that calm, unreadable expression he always wore at work. His posture was relaxed, hands tucked casually into his pockets, but his presence was like a silent anchor—steady and unavoidable. The way he stood, so still and confident, made the air around him feel charged, as if something was quietly simmering beneath the surface.As I waited for the elevator, I couldn’t help but notice the small whispers around me, the quick glances exchanged between the other employees. Rumors, of course. The usual rumors. Why was Sebastian greeting me this morning? Had I really resigned, as some had said? The curiosity in their eyes felt like a subtle weight

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Twenty-Six

    CelesteThe faint gray of early morning bled through the guest room curtains, soft and cold, the kind of light that made everything feel muted — like the world was holding its breath. My eyes blinked open slowly, reluctant. The air smelled faintly of cedar and something warmer, richer — him.I sat up, pulse catching when I remembered exactly whose guest room I was in.Sebastian’s.The thought alone made last night crawl back into my mind — the words, the way his voice had lowered, the heat in his eyes right before it all… stopped.I pushed the blanket away and swung my feet to the floor, my socks muffling every movement. The house was silent. No footsteps, no clinking cups from the kitchen, no sign that he was awake. I could have lingered — maybe even wanted to — but the thought of seeing him again before I’d steadied myself felt dangerous.I crept through the hall, my hand brushing the smooth banister as I made my way downstairs. The living room was still littered with the faint trac

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Twenty-Five

    CelesteHe ran a hand through his hair, gaze dropping to the untouched cup between his palms. “Do you ever feel like there’s something missing?” he asked quietly, voice almost lost in the hum of the kitchen light.I blinked, unsure if he meant it as a rhetorical question. “Missing?”Sebastian nodded slowly. “Like… you’re walking through life fine, functioning, doing everything you’re supposed to. But there’s a gap somewhere. Like a part of your story just—got erased.”There was a roughness to his voice that hadn’t been there before.I didn’t answer. I waited.“I got into an accident,” he said finally, his voice low. “A year ago. They told me I was lucky it wasn’t worse, but... I lost some things.”He tapped the side of his head gently. “Memories. Not all of them. Just—some.” He let out a dry, hollow laugh. “Selective amnesia, they called it.”My stomach twisted.“I don’t even know what I forgot,” he added, looking straight ahead like he couldn’t bear to meet my eyes. “That’s the messe

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Twenty-Four

    CelesteIt was already the early hours of the morning, and I still hadn’t closed my eyes.I had tossed and turned for what felt like hours, but sleep wouldn’t come. The rain had quieted to a soft whisper, and the whole house had long since gone still. But my mind? It was anything but quiet. Loud with memories, questions, and feelings I wasn’t ready to name.I sat up slowly, pressing a palm to my forehead. My body felt warm—not from fever, but from the chaos in my thoughts.Maybe some water would help. Or milk. Anything warm. Anything distracting.I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could and padded into the hallway, the sleeves of Sebastian’s oversized sweatshirt brushing my fingers. The wooden floor was cool against my bare feet, and every creak beneath me felt like it echoed a little too loudly in the silence.When I reached the kitchen, I paused.The light was already on.I frowned slightly and slowed my steps as I turned the corner.And there he was.Sebastian stood near the kitc

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Twenty-Three

    CelesteI walked back into the kitchen, trying to keep my heart from racing. The smell of garlic, eggs, and something a little burnt hung in the air, and the sight that greeted me almost made me forget how to breathe.Sebastian was still at the stove—now fully clothed, thank God—spooning rice and eggs onto two plates like he hadn’t just spent the last two days fighting a fever and scaring me half to death. He looked better. Still pale, still moving a bit slower than usual, but steady on his feet. Focused.He glanced over his shoulder. “Perfect timing. Food’s ready.”“Thanks,” I said softly, sliding onto the stool at the counter. I tucked my hair behind my ear, pretending to read the steam rising from the plate instead of watching him move with practiced ease.We ate quietly for a few moments. The clinking of silverware against ceramic filled the silence. Strangely enough, it wasn’t awkward. Just… quiet. Like we both needed a minute to adjust to this version of reality where I was in h

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Twenty-Two

    CelesteI checked on him again around two.He was still asleep, though his breathing had improved, and his color was less pale. I pressed the back of my hand to his forehead—warm, but no longer burning. That was something. His lips moved slightly in sleep, barely forming a sound, and I leaned closer in case he was saying something.Nothing. Just a whisper lost in a dream.I stood there for another minute, watching him.Then I walked back out to the living room, sat on the couch, and opened my laptop.Work mode.I had promised to stay on top of emails and Mr. Williams’ calendar—ironic, considering he was lying unconscious in the next room. Still, I pulled up my dashboard, combed through the notifications, and started replying as professionally as I could, pretending I wasn’t babysitting my boss while hiding an entire lifetime of truth from him.Between editing a few reports and rescheduling a video meeting, I checked on Sebastian twice more. Each time, he was still sleeping. Each time,

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