Todos os capítulos de My Roommate is a Boy: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

RIVER“So tell me what your plan for my daughter’s happiness is.”I froze at the question from my father. Of all the questions I had expected from him, this was definitely not on the list. “Mr Wilson, I am not in charge of your daughter's happiness.” Taylor. My father shot me a look that looked very much like ‘I told you so’. I ignored the feeling, knowing that those words definitely meant more than he was saying. “She is in charge of her happiness, and I am just here to support her as much as I can,” he added. He was right. I had been making choices on my own these days, and it made me feel good about them all. “She has changed me in many ways, and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't rubbed off on her as well,” he continued. His back was now straightened, and he didn't look as terrified as I had imagined in my head. He was doing much better than I, who was reading into every single line, trying to reconcile it in my head to make sure it didn't sound out of place to any of us. “I j

RIVERTwo weeks had passed by in a flash. My dad had been more proud of Taylor than I would have thought. Taking him to places and smugly introducing him to his friends. “You’ve had him all this time,” he would say when I brought it up. I couldn't win against him, so I just let it go. I was happy that they both seemed to be getting along better than I anticipated, and that was all that mattered.“Do you really have to leave tomorrow?” I looked up and opened my mouth, but my father was staring at Taylor and not at me. I pushed the forkful of cabbage into my mouth and shook my head. They had both been acting like father and son who had been reunited after years of being apart. “I am sorry, Dad,” I said when Taylor hesitated. “We promised we’d spend the other half of the break with his mom.” “I know, but…” “We would be back, Jared.” Taylor cut him off, and I watched the smile on my father’s face grow. “We promise.” I didn't want to ruin their delusions, so I nodded along. After do

RIVERJulia leads us to a dining room. It has a long table in the middle with chairs tucked underneath it. The room was a reminder of how far apart I was from Taylor. When we were alone, it didn't feel that huge at all. “He will join us soon,” Julia announced, settling into the chair and urging us to eat the meal prepared by their private three-star Michelin chef. “I do hope everything is to your liking,” she said with a smile that settled in my chest with uneasiness. I glanced at Taylor, seated beside me. His hand clenched on his thigh as he stared straight on without looking down at the plate in front of him. I placed my hand on his and squeezed gently. He looked at me, and his mouth opened, but the door opened, and his father stepped in. He walked into the room and sat at the head of the table with Julia on his right and Taylor on his left. “You finally made it,” he announced, like he was talking about the weather. "I never knew Senator DeLuca could resort to such petty trick

RIVERMy eyes fluttered open the next morning with my hair scattered all over the bed and my hand on his chest. I raised my head slightly to stare at his face and how delicate it was. We had spent the night talking about father’s expectations and why he can’t meet them. How he would like to leave a legacy of himself. “Caleb has always haunted me,” he admitted when my eyes were already dropping, but I heard him loud and clear. “Taylor? River?” Ashley let herself into the room, and I scrambled to a sitting position. Her eyes fell on her sleeping son, and she smiled. “Good morning, Mrs…Ashely,” I managed to squeeze out. It felt weird for her to watch me cuddle with her son, and she was so comfortable with it. “Good morning, River. Are you going to have breakfast?” I nodded, and she clapped, moving through the room and pulling the blinds back. A stream of light is pouring through the windows and illuminating the room at once. Taylor groaned and shifted, turning his head away from th

TAYLORI stood in the middle of the room, the shopping bags scattered on the floor, and River staring at me. “I am going to say yes, but not because of him. Because I want this.” “Sweetheart!” My voice was shaky as I stared at her. I didn’t want her to feel like she had to reject this because of me, but I didn’t want Caleb anywhere near her. I feared that I would be left behind while he took my spot, just as he had with my father. “This would be good for me,” she said, taking a step forward. I swallowed, knowing that nothing about this situation was about me. This was about her, and it was her choice to make. Only she could make that choice effectively. “You are right.” I nodded and watched her eyebrow knit gently before it relaxed. “Congratulations.” I didn’t sound half as happy as I was supposed to. “Taylor let us…” “I’ll be in the kitchen.” I took a step back and disappeared before I did anything I might regret. Talia is sitting by the kitchen table with her laptop in fron