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Chapter 18: Wardrobe intrusion

Penulis: Claire Lemaire
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Golden light from the stained-glass poured across the ruby and gold striped marble floor as I stood side by side with Ethan in the large foyer. My heart thudded against my ribcage like a bird in a cage. After all we'd been through, feverish nights, whispered secrets, reluctant recognitions, today we'd face his mother together.

The door creaked ajar on a perfumed burst of hot lilac air. There she stood, Mrs. Blackwell in her silk housecoat, the light lavender fabric matching my own attire. Her silver hair was held back by a single pearl comb; her eyes shone with equal amounts of relief and reproof.

"Darling!" she exclaimed, moving towards him. Ethan overshot her ground in two quick pummels and clamped her in a gentle hug. Their relaxed closeness testified to years of family bond.

"Mother," he whispered, as she stood checking every part of his body as if he had physical injuries.

Mrs. Blackwell turned to me with a radiant smile. “Lila, sweetheart, how are you?” Her gaze swept over my l
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  • Winning Her Back   Chapter 18: Wardrobe intrusion

    Golden light from the stained-glass poured across the ruby and gold striped marble floor as I stood side by side with Ethan in the large foyer. My heart thudded against my ribcage like a bird in a cage. After all we'd been through, feverish nights, whispered secrets, reluctant recognitions, today we'd face his mother together.The door creaked ajar on a perfumed burst of hot lilac air. There she stood, Mrs. Blackwell in her silk housecoat, the light lavender fabric matching my own attire. Her silver hair was held back by a single pearl comb; her eyes shone with equal amounts of relief and reproof."Darling!" she exclaimed, moving towards him. Ethan overshot her ground in two quick pummels and clamped her in a gentle hug. Their relaxed closeness testified to years of family bond."Mother," he whispered, as she stood checking every part of his body as if he had physical injuries. Mrs. Blackwell turned to me with a radiant smile. “Lila, sweetheart, how are you?” Her gaze swept over my l

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    It was Ethan's mother."Hello?" I breathed."Lila, sweetheart," a soft familiar voice spoke. My heart turned over. "It's your mother-in-law.""Why in the world didn't either of you think to call me when Ethan became ill?" Her voice was crisp but with an undertone of anxiety.I swallowed. "He didn’t want you to worry so he told me not to say anything.""Nonsense!" she exclaimed, and I felt positive that she was putting a silk house coat on. "Do you realize how long I’ve been worrying over that boy? I would worry anyway!"I was blush-red with embarrassment and gratitude simultaneously. "I apologize. He's okay now, and under strict bed rest for a few days.""Good." She let out a breath, her tone eased by relief. "I'll be there tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to spend a few days to see with my own eyes that he is fine, no matter what Ethan has to say about it.""Of course," I managed to mutter out, my heart racing at the thought of her being here, and her observant eye. "We'll look forward

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    I woke to white light flooding through the light-colored curtains, and I rolled over for an instant, filling my lungs with the stillness of the house. My pillow was damp with last night's tears, but when I sat up, scrubbed at my eyes, and lay back again, a clean determination seeped into my marrow. No more dissolving into corners. Today, I'd stand strong.I dressed myself in light silk, a cream silk blouse and fitted pants, I walked silently down to the kitchen. Dewy ferns whisper softly in the morning air as I fill my favorite china with coffee and cradle it. My ribcage contracts with my vow: I deserve respect. Not shreds of his interest but genuine partnership.Marble steps warned me beforehand of Ethan's arrival, coat draped over one arm, briefcase draped over the other. He stood at the entrance of the kitchen, his shoulders braced, eyes frozen. "Morning," he spoke, his voice constricted.I brought my head up to lock eyes with him. My heart was racing but I didn't stir. "Good morni

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    I heard a high pitched laughter and I turned around to see the source. Ethan entered the house with a stunning woman arm-in-arm, her high heels clicking determinedly on the marble floor.My heart jumped so furiously that I thought I would stumble. I stood stiff just within the entranceway, tea still hot in my hand, as they stood stock-still at the bottom of the great staircase. The woman laughed again, light, musical, utterly at ease in this room which was mine. She glanced up at Ethan, and his mouth twisted into an affectionate half-smile which I had never once seen aimed my way.He cleared his throat, and I found him staring at me. I made myself hold his eyes, but his eyes gave nothing away, only courteous surprise, as if I were a housekeeper he'd neglected to inform. His fingers grazed hers, and the unspoken intimacy between them crackled through the air like a live wire."Lila," he said, voice even, almost practised. "This is Claire." She smiled at me with a courtesy smile, her pr

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