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CXXXIII - An Inner Truce

Author: Andy Whitte
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-20 04:11:57

I woke up before dawn.

Not because of a nightmare, but because of the absence of one.

The city still slept under a soft mist, as if the violence had been trapped in another dimension... one where it no longer had power over us.

Dax was breathing calmly beside me.

Maddox wasn’t there, but his coat hung on my chair.

And that was enough.

It was his way of saying, "I’m close."

"Don’t run yet."

I got up in silence, walked down the hallway as if I still expected to find bodies on the floor, doors slammed open, alarms going off.

But no.

Just stillness.

And a quiet that made me feel guilty.

On the balcony, the air was fresh, almost foreign to everything we had lived through.

Lev was moving around inside the apartment, making breakfast.

I saw her kiss Max on the cheek while he tried to act like he wasn’t melting inside.

It was sweet.

And it scared me.

Because if love was a possibility again… then we would once again have something to lose.

"Amalia," Draven’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.

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    The morning woke with a different air, as if the entire world was holding its breath before gifting them a perfect moment.In the garden of the new house, the soft breeze caressed the white tablecloths, the wildflowers in glass jars, and the warm lights hanging from the trees. There were no crowds, no flashes, no extravagant ceremony. Just family, friends, and a small bubble of happiness carefully woven after so much pain.Amalia looked at her reflection in the mirror with a mix of disbelief and peace. Her dress was simple, with thin straps and a flow that slid like water over her skin. Nothing too white, nothing too elaborate. It was her: free, confident, beautiful without asking for permission."Ready?" asked June from the door, a trembling smile on her lips."Never been more," Amalia replied, turning toward her.Kari appeared behind her with a flower crown and gently placed it on her head. Lev, her belly now clearly rounded, stepped forward and took her hand."You're not walking al

  • illegal Wife by Accident   CXXXVII - Love Without Chains, Love Without Fear

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  • illegal Wife by Accident   CXXXVI - New Names for a New Life

    The clinic room was silent, broken only by the echo of a tiny heart beating strong and clear on the monitor. Max didn’t move. His warm fingers wrapped around Lev’s like they were something sacred."Do you hear it?" she whispered, eyes shining."Yes," he said, his voice breaking with tenderness. "Like the world finally makes sense."Lev didn’t cry, but her eyes spoke for her. Max leaned in and kissed her forehead. There was something different about him now. He wasn’t just the protective brother or the heir to a broken family. He was... a man building something new.When they walked out, Max reached out his hand—not to help her walk, but as a symbol."Come live with me. Today. Not as a guest. Not as a ‘let’s see what happens.’ I want this to be our home. The first of many."Lev looked at him in silence. Then nodded."Yes. I want to start over... with you."And in that white hallway, surrounded by the scent of disinfectant and hope, Max held her like he was holding his destiny.Amalia c

  • illegal Wife by Accident   CXXXV - The Return of Soul Sisters

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  • illegal Wife by Accident   CXXXIII - An Inner Truce

    I woke up before dawn.Not because of a nightmare, but because of the absence of one.The city still slept under a soft mist, as if the violence had been trapped in another dimension... one where it no longer had power over us.Dax was breathing calmly beside me.Maddox wasn’t there, but his coat hung on my chair.And that was enough.It was his way of saying, "I’m close.""Don’t run yet."I got up in silence, walked down the hallway as if I still expected to find bodies on the floor, doors slammed open, alarms going off.But no.Just stillness.And a quiet that made me feel guilty.On the balcony, the air was fresh, almost foreign to everything we had lived through.Lev was moving around inside the apartment, making breakfast.I saw her kiss Max on the cheek while he tried to act like he wasn’t melting inside.It was sweet.And it scared me.Because if love was a possibility again… then we would once again have something to lose."Amalia," Draven’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.H

  • illegal Wife by Accident   CXXXII - The Last Shot

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  • illegal Wife by Accident   CXXXI - Under Fire

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