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Morning Already

Rachael’s POVI woke up slowly.Not because of noise.Not because of movement.Because warmth surrounded me from every direction.Safe warmth.The kind I hadn’t felt in so long that for a few seconds… I forgot everything else existed.My eyes remained closed briefly as I breathed in quietly.And immediately…his scent wrapped around me again.Jonathan.The realization hit softly at first.Then all at once.The wedding.The hotel room.The kisses.The way he held me through the night like letting go would physically hurt him.My eyes finally opened slowly afterward.Morning light spilled gently through the curtains… casting soft gold across the room.Across the bed.Across him.Jonathan was still asleep beside me.And God…something about seeing him like this made my chest ache painfully.Peaceful.Relaxed.One arm still loosely wrapped around my waist even in sleep… like his body refused to fully let me go.I stayed still for a moment just looking at him.Really looking.Not stolen gl

Moving Pieces

Rachael’s POV“You’re seriously taking all of this?”Bella’s voice echoed from somewhere behind me as I folded another dress carefully into the open suitcase.I glanced over my shoulder briefly.She stood in the middle of my room holding up one of my oversized hoodies dramatically like it personally offended her.“You’re married now, not relocating to another country.”A weak laugh escaped me despite myself.“Technically I am relocating.”Bella rolled her eyes immediately.“You know what I mean.”I smiled faintly before looking back down at the suitcase again.The room around me felt strange now.Not because anything physically changed.Because I knew I wouldn’t fully belong here anymore.My room.My bed.My safe place.Everything suddenly felt temporary.Like I was quietly packing pieces of my old life into boxes without knowing if I’d ever truly get them back again.The thought made my chest ache unexpectedly.Bella dropped the hoodie onto the bed afterward before flopping down dram

Mrs Brooks

Rachael’s POV The Brooks house didn’t feel like a home. It felt like a hotel pretending to care about the people inside it. Everything was polished. Perfect. Cold. The walls too expensive to touch carelessly. The silence too controlled to feel comfortable. Even the air smelled expensive somehow. Fresh flowers. Vanilla candles. Money. I stood near the middle of the massive bedroom quietly while two staff members carried the last of my luggage inside. Neither looked directly at me for too long. They were respectful, professional I don’t know if this is how things are done around here Or they already understood this marriage wasn’t normal. “Should I place the remaining boxes in the dressing room, ma’am?” one of them asked softly. Ma’am. The title nearly made me uncomfortable. “Yes… thank you.” They nodded politely before leaving again. And just like that… I was alone. My eyes slowly moved around the room afterward. The room Clinton and I were apparently suppose

Back to Work As Mrs Brooks

Rachael’s POVWalking back into Hills Group as Mrs Brooks felt wrong in ways I couldn’t explain.The building looked exactly the same.Tall glass walls.Busy lobby.Employees rushing around with coffee cups and files in hand.Nothing had changed.And yet…everything felt different.Because now every person who looked at me no longer saw Rachael Virgo.They saw a married woman.Someone’s wife.Clinton Brooks’ wife.The thought alone made my stomach tighten slightly as I stepped out of the car.“Ma’am.”The driver opened the door for me politely.I nodded quietly before stepping onto the pavement.The morning air felt colder than usual against my skin.Or maybe it was just nerves.I adjusted the sleeve of my cream blouse carefully before glancing up at the massive building ahead of me.Hills Group.Jonathan’s company.Just thinking his name after everything that happened two nights ago made my chest ache.I barely slept at all after returning from the hotel.Not with Jessica’s laughter

Trapped

Rachael’s POVThe ride home was silent.Clinton sat beside me in the backseat while the city lights blurred past the tinted windows quietly.One hand rested against his jaw.The other loosely around his phone.Like he hadn’t just threatened my father inside Jonathan’s office less than an hour ago.Meanwhile my heartbeat still hadn’t properly settled.I kept my eyes fixed outside the window instead.Because every time I looked at Clinton lately…I felt trapped.Not physically.Worse.The silence stretched longer.And longer.Until finally…“Do you love your job that much?”I looked at him slowly.His gaze remained ahead.Then quietly he added“Or do you just love being around Jonathan?”My stomach dropped instantly.“What?”Now he looked at me.“I see how you look at him.”Panic shot through me so fast I nearly stopped breathing.No.No no no.Keep calm.“You’re overthinking.”“Am I?”“Yes.” My voice came out sharper now. “He’s Bella’s father. That’s literally all.”Clinton stayed quie

Late Nights and Missed Signs

Rachael’s POVMy heart dropped immediately.No.No no no.Not that.Anything but that.I turned toward Clinton too quickly.“It’s just something I ate.”The lie came instantly.His eyes narrowed slightly.“You’ve been sick before?”“No.”Another lie.Because now that I think about it…there had been signs.Small ones.Easy to ignore.The random exhaustion.The headaches.The nausea that came and disappeared quickly enough for me to dismiss it.I thought it was all wedding stressBut this…This felt different.Clinton still watched me carefully from the bathroom doorway.Like he was trying to read through my skin.“You should see a doctor.”“I’m fine.”“You almost collapsed.”“I said I’m fine.”My voice echoed sharper this time.Mostly because panic was climbing dangerously inside my chest now.Clinton stayed quiet for a second longer before finally speaking again.“You’re stressed.”You have no idea.I looked away quickly and rinsed my mouth at the sink instead.Because there was abso

Patterns

Jonathan’s POVI barely slept.Not because I couldn’t.Because every time I closed my eyes…I saw her.Rachael standing in that hotel room wrapped in my shirt.Rachael kissing me like she wanted to forget the world existed for one night.Rachael whispering my name like it meant something dangerous.And then afterward…nothing.Distance.Silence.Regret maybe.The thought sat heavily in my chest as I stood near the floor to ceiling windows of my office the next morning.A soft knock interrupted my thoughts.Then Capri walked in carrying coffee.His eyes immediately narrowed the second he looked at me.“You look terrible.”“I’m fine.”Capri snorted lightly and placed the coffee down anyway.“That’s usually how I know you’re definitely not fine.”I ignored that.My attention stayed fixed on the documents spread across my desk instead.Files.Financial reports.Company records.Brooks related transactions I’d spent most of the night reviewing.Capri noticed immediately.His expression slo

Careful Appearance

Rachael’s POV“Hold still.”I did.Mostly because the woman fixing my makeup looked seconds away from losing her patience with me completely.“You keep moving your face.”“Sorry.”She sighed softly before continuing to blend powder carefully beneath my eyes.Apparently looking exhausted was unacceptable tonight.Everything had to look polished.Perfect.Convincing.I sat quietly in front of the vanity while soft music played somewhere in the background of the room.Behind me… staff moved in and out carrying dresses, heels and jewelry like this was some kind of performance production.Maybe it was.Because that was exactly what my life felt like lately.One endless performance.“Mrs Brooks will wear the diamond set,” someone announced nearby.Mrs Brooks.The title still didn’t feel real although a week had already gone by.Or maybe it felt too real.Either way… I hated it.I stared at my reflection quietly afterward.Carefully styled hair.Soft glam makeup.A champagne colored dress Cl

Things That Don’t Make Sense

Bella’s POVI hated how quiet the house had become lately.Not empty but quiet.Like something important had left with Rachael after the wedding and forgot to come back.Her room still smelled like her though.Vanilla lotion.Hair products.Candles she never remembered to blow out properly.Little pieces of familiarity scattered everywhere like proof that this used to be normal once.I sat cross legged near the middle of her bed with my phone in hand, half scrolling and half waiting for her to finally arrive.She texted over thirty minutes ago saying she was stopping by to pick up the rest of her things.And honestly?I missed her.Pathetic maybe considering she literally got married barely weeks ago.But everything felt weird now.I rolled onto my back dramatically afterward and stared at the ceiling.Marriage really stole people huh.The thought almost made me laugh softly.Then footsteps echoed downstairs.Fast ones.I immediately sat up.“Rachael?” I yelled.“Upstairs,” her voice

One or Two Lines?

Rachael’s povBy the time I got back to the Brooks house…my head was pounding.Not the dramatic kind of pain movies romanticized.Just exhaustion.Pure emotional exhaustion sitting heavily behind my eyes while fear quietly ate through my chest.The entire drive home, Bella’s face kept replaying in my mind.The way she looked at the shoes.The bag.That tiny moment of hesitation before she smiled again like nothing happened.Maybe I was overthinking it.Maybe she genuinely didn’t suspect anything.But paranoia had already rooted itself too deeply inside me lately.Every glance felt dangerous now.Every question felt loaded.Every silence felt like the beginning of destruction.I tightened my fingers around the pharmacy bag resting beside me.Inside it…hidden beneath painkillers and random toiletries…was the pregnancy test.I still couldn’t believe I bought one.Even standing at the counter earlier had felt surreal.Like I was watching another woman ruin her own life in real time.Be

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