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Chapter 32: Knives in the house of whispers
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Winning Her Back Chapter 32: Knives in the house of whispers
At Ethan's side, her elbow resting proprietarily upon his, a small, self-satisfied smile playing upon her lustrous glossed lips, was Claire.The world didn't change; it shattered. For a moment, the fragile hope that Ethan's coming back could amount to something, rage, clarification, something danced within me. The second, his face was melted into a green puddle by the sight of Claire's arm draped possessively around his, her smile a razor blade thinly veiled in silk. My knees buckled. I clung to the doorframe, my knuckles white, the smooth wood digging into my palm. The beautiful foyer swirled, the vaulted ceiling looming over me, the light from the chandelier harsh and tawdry. Betrayal wasn't a word; it was a body force, a punch in the solar plexus that left my breath gone and my blood frozen to ice water.Ethan stood rigidly at her side. He would not look at me. His marble-cut face was hard, beautiful, utterly expressionless. Anger? Satisfaction? A profound, shuddery numbness? The s
Winning Her Back Chapter 31: Shattered glass and unseen knives
It was Ethan at the door. But this Ethan was an Ethan I had never seen. Gone was the charming, sometimes moody man. This was stone carved into fury. His jaw was clenched so hard I could see the muscle twitching under his skin. His eyes, usually stormy grey, were ice chips from a glacier, fixed on me with a power that took my breath away. He said nothing. He just moved, the library entrance a wave of storm pouring past a dam.My instincts screamed a warning. I retreated a step, the old Persian carpet crunching under my slippered feet. For every calculated step he took towards me, I took two back, my heart pounding a frenzied drumbeat against my ribcage. The aroma of his cologne, usually a comfort now hung heavy and suffocating above me, threatening. The atmosphere was electric, thick with unspoken violence and that revolting, unwanted undertone of raw lust that battled with my fear. His proximity, even angry, was a perilous jolt to me, a visceral recall of other proximities that made
Winning Her Back Chapter 30: The knock after the comfort
“Lila!" Dan’s voice boomed through the speaker, deep and vibrant, instantly filling the air as I walked towards the library. "Finally! I was starting to think you'd been kidnapped since you went months without even a word to me!"A real smile, one which had been out of reach for days, tugged at my lips. I entered the library, the scent of old paper and dust enveloping me like a comfortable shawl.His voice, so alive, so Dan, broke through the crackling husk I'd been hiding behind since the restaurant. I rested back against a skyscraper bookshelf, the pointed spines impaling my shoulder blades. "Dan! Hi! Sorry, I know, I said I'd call. Things just got busy." My attempt at nonchalance sounded fake, transparent."Busy?" he teased, the love showing even in teasing-scolding. "Try radio silence, Lila. Try 'friend abandonment level: catastrophic.' Spill. Now. What's gnawing at you?"He heard it. Of course, he heard it. Dan always heard the fissures. "Nothing's eating me," I protested weakly,
Winning Her Back Chapter 29: Awkward conversations
I cinched myself into the back of the sleek black sedan, cold leather against my fingers as the door closed beside me. Moonlight streaming through the tinted glass created long shadows on the immaculately manicured stretch on the way home. Ethan's mother, Mrs. Blackwell, made quiet conversation in the front seat with our driver in soft, soothing murmurs so far removed from the hurricane tearing me apart.Ethan’s presence beside was like a magnetic force, the lean of his wide shoulder, the hint of the ridges of his back beneath his slick coat, and the tiny furrow between his eyebrows.His hand reached out towards mine, his thumb swept along my knuckles in a gentle invitation to bridge the space between us. I moved my hand from his touch, my heart wrestled with desire and fear. The space between us was thick with air no chillier than that of the summer evening, and I couldn't shake the tension I'd brought with me from Claire's unannounced visit at dinner."Lila," Ethan took in a breath,
Winning Her Back Chapter 28: Blast from the past
A light amber glow from the sculptured chandeliers poured down onto our table in La Belle Rose, and the pure white linen cloth laid atop the table seemed to shine through with potential. Mrs. Blackwell passed the moments with me, gliding her sculptured fingers around the bowl of a big crystal wine glass. To my left, Ethan sat, describing very attentively the tale his mother was telling about Tuscany, while from time to time, the look in his dark eyes drifted towards me; even when his eyes were averted, I could feel the drawing sensation, and that made my own heart stir. "Lila, darling, I believe you should order coq au vin," said Mrs. Blackwell, with a smooth and commanding tone. "So to say, it's divine."I smiled, raising the fork to go for a bite. The nectar hit the taste buds: rich, savory, perfectly seasoned. "It's wonderful," I whispered, stealing a glance at Ethan, who was gazing at me and smiling faintly, with his warm attention fixed on me. For those few moments, the world se
Winning Her Back Chapter 27: Jammed zipper
I stood frozen in the dimly lit dressing room, my fingers still tangled in the stubborn zipper of the silk dress. The panic that had begun to simmer in my chest now boiled over, my breath coming in short, frantic gasps. I tugged at the zipper again, my nails digging into the fabric, but it refused to yield. The dress, once a source of pride and admiration, now felt like a suffocating cocoon. I was stuck, and the realization sent a wave of dread through me.Outside the stall, Ethan’s voice broke the silence, calm and steady. “Lila? Everything alright in there?” His tone was gentle, but there was an undercurrent of curiosity, as if he sensed something was amiss.My cheeks burned with embarrassment. “Just… one second,” I called back, my voice tight. I closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing. The dress clung to me like a second skin, the silk whispering against my body with every shallow breath. I couldn’t stay in here forever, but the thought of stepping out in this state made my s
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