All Chapters of The Unexpected Affair : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I couldn't stop thinking about what my mother had advised me. Life was about taking chances, and how would I know if something was worth it without giving it a try? I wasn’t confused about how I felt; I knew I wanted Alex in more ways than one. The problem was that my mother also had feelings for her and seemed to be giving her time to heal. How could I follow my heart when it led me to someone my mother loved too? I needed to know more about their breakup, if there was a chance they could rekindle their relationship. The thought of finding out the truth made me uneasy.I tried to take it easy as the new week unfolded. The weather was good, no rain to deal with, which made everything a little easier. I planned on going back home this weekend to ask my mother why she and Alex broke up. I needed to know if there was any chance of them getting back together.By Saturday afternoon, I was driving to my mom's place, hoping to get some answers.When I got inside, the house was quiet. My mom'

I was woken up by a slight knock on my door. For a moment, I had no idea where I was until I remembered I was at home. Then it all came flooding back: the kiss with Alex on the couch downstairs after my mother went to bed, how we had held each other, talked softly, and shared dreams until sleep overtook us. A smile crept onto my face, and I bit my lower lip, relishing the memory.The knock on the door brought me back to reality, and the door suddenly opened. I jumped up in bed. "Mom!?"My mother smiled apologetically. "Sorry, honey. I made breakfast for us. Wanna join me?"I furrowed my brows. "Just us?"She nodded. "Yes, just us."I went to the bathroom to do my morning routine, feeling a pang of disappointment that Alex wouldn't be joining us. I laughed at what I sounded like. Just last week, I would have given anything for time alone with my mother, but today I was sad that Alex wasn't there. It was funny how quickly things changed. I headed downstairs to join my mom.The dining ta

As the evening wore on, the apartment felt quieter than ever. The rain outside had stopped, leaving the air damp and cool, with the faint scent of wet earth lingering through the cracked window. The only sounds now were the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of the old wooden floor beneath us. I had just dished up for her the food I’d made earlier, placing the warm plate in front of Alex, who sat at the small dining table. She looked exhausted, as if the weight of the world was pressing down on her, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy mixed with my own confusion and sadness.I sat across from her, barely touching my own food. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions, spiralling between anger, worry, and a deep sense of uncertainty. Seeing her here now, so close yet feeling so distant, brought back memories I’d rather not relive—memories of Paris, where her lies had shattered my heart and left me in pieces. The way she had disappeared this week, without a word,

As the new week without my mom began, I found myself slipping into a comfortable routine with Alex, a rhythm that felt both new and exciting, yet somehow natural, as if we’d been doing this for much longer. Each morning was a gentle blend of sleepy smiles and lazy kisses, followed by Alex driving me to work. It was a small thing, but it made my heart swell each time. She would drop me off with a lingering kiss on the cheek, and I found it harder and harder to step out of the car and into the office.After I finally managed to pull myself away, I watched from the sidewalk as Alex drove off to visit her family. It was moments like these—watching her leave and eagerly anticipating her return—that made me realize just how deeply I was falling for her. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this connected to someone, the last time someone had made me feel so seen, so cherished.The workday would pass, and I found myself smiling for no reason, my thoughts constantly drifting back to Alex.

After dinner, the candles seemed to flicker more intensely as the atmosphere between us deepened. The room was hushed, save for the soft sounds of our breathing and the faint music playing in the background.As I stood to clear the table, but Alex gently took the plates from my hands and set them aside. She turned to me, her eyes dark with desire and something deeper, something that went beyond the physical and touched the very core of what we were building together.“Forget that, come here,” she whispered, her voice husky with emotion.I swallowed and stepped into her arms, letting the warmth of her body pull me in. She bent down and kissed me slowly, like she wasn’t in a hurry, like she wanted to feel every second of it. The tenderness in that kiss weakened me. It wasn’t just desire, it felt like a promise, like something true finally finding its shape.Her hands moved along my back, gentle and sure, as if she already knew me there. Every touch sent a quiet ache through me, waking s