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Chapter 38
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Kyllian parked his car in the driveway, the low hum of the engine fading as he opened the door. The evening air was cool, carrying the faint scent of flowers from the garden surrounding Zayne’s house. A small gathering had already started in the yard—a few close family members, soft laughter, and the occasional clink of cutlery from the dining table on the patio. It was meant to be just a casual dinner, intimate enough for conversation, but formal enough to mark the long-awaited reunion.He stepped out of the car, adjusting his jacket, and looked around. The soft golden light spilling from the house windows reflected off the polished marble tiles, casting warm shadows over the guests. Waiters moved quietly, carrying trays of drinks and appetizers, while children played near the fountain, their giggles carrying through the night air.Zayne spotted him first, striding across the lawn with that familiar confident gait. “Kyllian!” he called, his voice full of genuine warmth, eyes lighting
The Stand-in wife : Married to my Hockey Ex Chapter 38
Her mother took a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking. “You… you’ve been in an accident before, Avelina. Two years ago. That’s why we are where we are now… why things have been the way they are.”Avelina’s brow furrowed. “Two years ago? What do you mean? How? What happened?”Her mother’s voice grew soft, almost breaking. “You were in an accident… and it took away your face. The doctors… they mistakenly reconstructed your face… using your twin sister’s features. The face you have now… it’s not really yours.”Avelina froze, her hands tightening around the baby. “Not… my real face?” she whispered, as if saying it aloud might make it real.Her mother nodded, tears streaming down her own cheeks. “Yes… it’s not. But… I kept a photo of you from before, your real face. Here.” She reached into the back of her phone case, her hands trembling as she handed Avelina a small photo.Avelina took it slowly, her fingers brushing the edges like it was fragile glass. She stared at it, her min
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Avelina ended the call slowly, her hands still trembling slightly as she lowered the phone. She looked up at Kyllian, who was watching her between bites of his food, curiosity written all over his face.“So,” he asked carefully, setting his fork down, “what now? Are you still going to follow me to Zayne’s this evening for dinner while you wait in the car, or… are you meeting your mother first? Because there’s not much time. The dinner is almost starting, which means you have to choose between the two.”Avelina paused, thinking carefully. Her mind raced, weighing both options. Meeting her mother now might answer some of the questions she’d been carrying for days. But going to Zayne’s house meant confronting another part of her past that she wasn’t ready for yet.Finally, she looked up at Kyllian and nodded. “Yeah… I’ll meet my mom first,” she said firmly. “You should go. Try to get whatever information you can about… me. Anything that might help.”Kyllian blinked, a small smile tugging
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Kyllian sat quietly for a moment, his hand absently rubbing the back of his neck as his mind raced. The more he thought about what Avelina had said, the more his concern grew. There were too many unanswered questions, too many coincidences that didn’t sit right. Finally, he drew in a deep breath and looked up at her.“I think,” he said carefully, “I might have an idea.”Avelina’s eyes lifted from the cup she was holding. “What kind of idea?”Kyllian leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “We’ll go together to meet them—Zayne and his family. But you’ll stay in the car while I go inside first. I need to make sure it’s safe, that these people really are your family and they’re actually looking for you.”Her brows knitted together. “You want me to wait in the car?”“Yes,” he replied firmly. “Until I confirm who they are and what they know. If anything feels off, you stay hidden. I don’t want you walking into something we don’t understand.”Avelina hesitated. She looked at him fo
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Kyllian drove home like a man possessed. His mind was spinning, heart pounding hard in his chest as his tires screeched into the driveway. He barely remembered cutting the engine before he was out of the car, slamming the door shut behind him and rushing up the steps.He didn’t even bother to take off his jacket when he unlocked the door and stormed into the house. “Hello Miss?” he called out, his voice echoing through the hallway.There was no reply at first. He hurried toward the guest room and pushed the door open—only to freeze mid-step.Avelina was there. Wrapped in nothing but a white towel, her damp hair falling in soft waves around her shoulders, glistening drops of water trailing down her collarbone.Kyllian’s eyes widened, and he spun around so fast that he almost tripped over his own feet. “I—I’m sorry!” he stammered, facing the wall, his ears burning red. “I didn’t know you were—uh—just out of the shower.”A soft, amused voice came from behind him. “It’s fine,” she said, h
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After Kyllian left, Alina waited a few minutes before walking back into the sitting room. Her father was still seated, reading something on his tablet. She looked around, pretending to be casual, though her eyes darted toward the door.“Where did the beautiful man run off to?” she asked curiously, trying to keep her tone light, though her lips curved in a teasing smile.Her father looked up from his tablet, giving her a mildly disapproving glance. “He said he had something urgent to attend to,” he replied. Then, narrowing his eyes slightly, he added, “And since when did you start gushing over another man, young lady? Don’t you have a husband at home?”Alina laughed, shaking her head as she playfully touched her chest. “Oh, Daddy, please. I was only admiring God’s beautiful creation. Surely there’s no harm in appreciating a masterpiece when you see one.”Her father couldn’t help but laugh too, shaking his head in amusement. “You’re impossible,” he said between chuckles. “But really, th
