INICIAR SESIÓN💔 Sam and Caleste are going home, but the distance between them seems to be growing with every mile. Do you think Sam will realize what he truly wants before it's too late? ❤️🩹
Caleste’s POVThe next morning, Sam carried both suitcases to the car. He loaded them into the trunk, checked that everything was secure, then turned to me.“Do you have everything?”“Yes.”He opened the passenger door for me. I got in, and he closed it gently before walking around to the driver's side.It was the sort of small courtesy he'd shown me countless times. I should have been grateful that he was still being considerate, but I found myself wishing he'd say something that belonged only to us.An apology. An explanation. Anything that might tell me yesterday's argument had bothered him as much as it had bothered me.He said nothing during the drive to the airport.The silence continued aboard the plane. Sam helped me put my bag in the overhead compartment, then settled into the window seat beside me. He answered when I spoke, but his replies never grew into conversations. Each time I thought of something else to say, I hesitated, unwilling to be the only one trying to bridge t
Sam’s POVI kept walking long after the hotel had disappeared from view.Caleste hadn’t done anything wrong. Adrian already had an appointment with Dr. Bennett, and taking his offer had been a sensible decision. If I were thinking about Reef and Reclaim instead of the fact that she’d spent the afternoon with another man, I would have understood that without a second thought.But I couldn’t stop hearing my own question. Why did you choose me instead of Adrian?I’d watched the hurt cross her face. Worse, I’d known exactly why it hurt her. She had chosen me because she loved me, and I had made her defend that choice as though she needed to justify it.“Damn it.” I kicked an empty can off the path. It skittered across the pavement before disappearing into the grass.I wanted to go back and apologize. I even took out my phone, opened our conversation, and started typing.I'm sorry about what I said.I stared at the message. It wasn't enough. I deleted the words and put my phone away. I knew
I left the restaurant a moment later and spotted Sam halfway down the hallway.“Sam, wait.”He kept walking.I hurried after him and caught his wrist before he could reach the corner. He stopped, though he didn't turn around immediately.“Why are you upset?” I asked. “What did I do wrong?”For a moment, he said nothing. His lips parted, then closed again. He shook his head before finally looking at me.“You didn't do anything wrong, Caleste. I'm sorry.” His voice softened, but the tension in his face remained. “You're trying to save the project. I understand that.”“Then why are you acting like this?”“I'm not angry.”“Sam.”He looked away, his jaw shifting as he struggled with whatever he was trying to say.“Caleste, I just…” He dragged a hand over his face. “I've been wondering whether you still need this marriage at all.”My fingers loosened around his wrist. “What?”“A month ago, you asked me to marry you because you wanted to escape the arrangement your mother had made with Adrian
The hotel restaurant was quieter than I expected for lunchtime.Sam chose a table near the windows, away from the other guests. He pulled out a chair for me before taking the seat opposite mine, but the familiar gesture did little to ease the tension that had followed us inside.We ordered lunch. For a while, neither of us spoke.I kept glancing at him, waiting for some sign that he had returned to his usual self. He studied the menu, answered the server’s questions, and thanked her when she left. He did everything as he normally would, except look at me the way he usually did.When our food arrived, Sam moved the water glass closer to me before reaching for his own. It was another familiar gesture, so automatic that he probably hadn't noticed doing it. I almost smiled, relieved to find some part of him unchanged, but when I looked up, he was already staring at his plate.I couldn't keep the silence going any longer. “There’s something I need to tell you about the project.”Sam raised
Adrian studied me for a moment, his expression giving little away. “You think I expect something in return?”“I don't know what to think. We barely know each other, yet you chose to involve yourself in something that could affect my position at Ashworth. I need to understand why.”His jaw tightened slightly. “You don't owe me anything for helping you, Caleste.”“That isn't what I asked.”“I believe Reef and Reclaim deserves a chance,” he said. “I wanted to help you get one.”“That explains why you support the project. It doesn't explain why you chose to get involved.”He glanced toward the exit. “Perhaps I'm not ready to tell you everything.”I held his gaze, trying to decide whether that answer was meant to reassure me or simply end the conversation. We had met barely a month ago, and I still knew very little about him. I had no reason to trust him, but neither could I dismiss what he'd done for me that day.Adrian turned toward the car. His hand paused on the door before he spoke, hi
We had barely stepped out of Dr. Bennett's office when Mrs. Collins called my name from the common room. “Caleste, dear, before you go.”She approached with a rose in her hand, its soft pink petals opening unevenly around the center. “I grew it myself. The garden isn't what it used to be, but a few of my roses are still doing well. I thought you might like this one.”I accepted it carefully, touched by the gesture. “It's beautiful. Thank you.”“You'll come visit again, won't you? I have plenty more stories to tell you.”“I'd like that.”Mrs. Collins patted my hand before returning to the common room. When I turned back to Adrian, I found him looking at the rose with an expression I hadn't seen on him before.“What is it?” I asked.“Nothing. It reminded me of my grandmother.” He spoke with a warmth that surprised me.“She loved roses,” he continued. “She had a garden behind her house and insisted on looking after it herself. If anyone tried to help and did something she didn't like, she







