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Chapter 28

I was anxious—scared somehow. This was going to be my second night in Justin’s place. But unlike the first, this one felt different… heavier. Too suffocating. Too choking, as though the walls themselves had moved closer overnight.I felt too seen, too taken care of—almost caged. Every single thing I did, he wanted to be part of it. He followed me around like a shadow, his eyes never straying too far from me. Every movement, every shift of my hand seemed to pull his attention.In my mind, a question gnawed at me.Will he follow me to the bath too?No… he wouldn’t. Right? That would be an invasion of privacy. Surely, even Justin had limits.But the more I sat there under the weight of his presence, the more I felt the invisible strings holding me down. I wanted to be free—at least for a moment. To breathe without the awareness of him watching me. To move without feeling like I was constantly being read. But with him here, that was impossible."I-I…" I bit my lower lip, searching for wor

Chapter 29

Justin served the steaming porridge in the small dining section of the room. The soft aroma curled in the air, teasing my empty stomach. I went ahead and sat down, folding my hands in my lap as I waited. He moved with quiet precision in the kitchen, finishing up whatever last touches he had in mind.When he finally emerged, he untied the apron from his waist and hung it over the back of a chair. Without a word, he walked over and sat across from me. The faint scrape of his chair against the floor seemed loud in the silence that wrapped around us.We ate without speaking. I already knew it would be good—Justin had that calm confidence that only good cooks had—but I didn’t know it would be this good. Each spoonful carried warmth, not just from the temperature but from something deeper… something almost familiar. Apart from Nanny Patricia’s food, I couldn’t remember the last time a home-cooked meal tasted this right.It was like biting into a memory I didn’t realize I’d been starving for

Chapter 30

"I'm going too!" I pressed my lips together tightly, willing myself to keep my head high and remain still, even though my insides felt like they were trembling.Justin didn’t turn to look at me immediately. He simply continued buttoning his shirt, each precise movement of his fingers making me feel as if he was carefully trying to shut me out along with those buttons. When he finally spoke, his voice was calm but firm."But the doctor said you need to rest." His eyes flicked to me over his shoulder, those blue orbs carrying a command that left no room for argument."You talk as if I’m going to mold concrete in that office," I shot back, my voice tighter than I meant it to be. "Come on, how do you expect me to pay you back and be a good employee if you practically push me away from the duties I ought to do?"The crack in my voice betrayed me. I didn’t want this—didn’t want to be told to stay behind. Stay at home all day while he leaves for work? What would I even be doing at home? This

Chapter 31

I sat on my seat, swinging gently left and right, my restless body betraying the storm in my head. My thoughts circled endlessly around Justin—like he was the only name the universe had written into my veins. The level at which he possessed me, the way he invaded every corner of my mind without permission, it felt like he should pay rent for living there. Rent-free wasn’t fair—he occupied me entirely.I let out a soft chuckle at the thought, though even that laugh carried a heaviness. Who was I kidding? I wouldn’t charge him a dime. If anything, I’d be the one compensating him—for the endless overthinking, for how much I drowned myself in him without asking if he wanted to be my ocean.My eyes drifted across the room to the empty desk opposite me. It was bare, cold, unwelcoming—but the sight alone pulled another smile from me, wide and helpless. My heart squeezed in a way I couldn’t explain. Was this what madness felt like? I knew I was going crazy. Completely. And yet… I didn’t need

Chapter 32

I don't know how long I spent inside, lost in my thoughts, but when I finally stepped back into the room, Arian was gone. The sudden emptiness made the silence feel heavier than before, pressing against my chest in a way that made my heart flutter nervously.Justin was leaning back on his seat, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. I moved silently toward my desk, careful not to make a sound, and sat down, picking up my pen as if I were ready to continue my work. But the moment my gaze met his, I felt it—his eyes staring at me as though I were a puzzle he was slowly trying to solve, a mystery he was eager to unravel.I gulped down the nervous lump in my throat and tried to focus on the paper before me, pretending to be absorbed in my work. But it was useless. He spoke, his voice calm and deliberate."I didn't lie when I said I don't love her."The words hit me like a sudden jolt of electricity. My heart skipped a beat, and I lifted my head slowly, letting

Chapter 33

I quickly moved, standing right in front as though my body could shield it, desperately trying to block his view, preventing him from seeing any further. My lips were at the mercy of my teeth, caught and stuck, betraying the nervousness that burned in me.“Don’t… don’t look!” I half-shouted, my voice cracking slightly, brows furrowed in both embarrassment and displeasure.I expected him to glance away, maybe even offer some respect for my frantic plea. But no—he tilted his head to the right instead, raising a single brow with the kind of infuriating calm that made my stomach twist. The sight of it was enough to make me choke on air. How could he make me feel this embarrassed without even trying?Worse? My pants were neatly hung inside the closet, exposed like a secret I didn’t mean to reveal. The thought of him seeing them—seeing that—made my skin prickle with heat.“H-have you no respect for ladies’ stuff?” I stammered out, my voice cracking under the weight of humiliation.Then, I s

Chapter 34

By the time I was done and all dressed up, Justin had already prepared dinner for us. The sight made me smile, for some inexplicable reason. To think that I got to eat healthy and he was the one making sure I actually did—it was oddly comforting.I wasted no time and scrambled into the seat at the dining table. This time, I didn’t wait for him to usher me. I served myself, reaching for the plate and utensils with a sense of casual ownership I hadn’t felt before.Lately, I had grown too comfortable with him. I could be myself… though not completely. There were still walls, careful fences around the parts of me I wasn’t ready to share.He joined me at the table, and we both ate in silence. There was a comforting rhythm to it, a gentle familiarity that made the space between us feel lighter. Once we finished, I gathered the dishes and washed them clean, letting the warm water run over my hands and wash away some of the tension that lingered in my chest.After padding my hands dry, I carr

Chapter 35

Every second that passes feels so intimate, so nurturing, and so priceless. With each breath, with each quiet glance, I find myself falling deeper into something I can’t quite name, but it wraps itself around me like warmth on a cold night. We grow closer than we were before, and we learn countless little things about each other — things that seem insignificant to the world, but to me, they are treasures.Now, I know that Justin doesn’t like green beans and that white paper somehow causes him allergies. Such tiny details, yet they feel like secrets entrusted only to me.The food he loves most? Italian dishes. His absolute favorite form of protein? Seafood — sea meat, as he calls it, with that boyish sparkle in his eyes whenever it’s served before him.As I walked into the restaurant that afternoon and placed our order, I couldn’t help but think of all the things we could do together, all the possibilities now that we no longer have to hold back. Not necessarily intimate things, but th

Chapter 36

"What the hell is happening here?" Arian's sharp voice cut through the silence, her gaze darting between Justin and me like a dagger searching for flesh. My throat tightened. I swallowed hard, feeling sweaty behind my forehead even though the room wasn’t warm. My hands grew clammy, my pulse thundering in my ears. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to react. In blind panic, I quickly pulled my hands away from Justin’s shoulder, as though his skin burned me. But the glare he gave me—steady, piercing—made me bite down on my inner lip. That look wasn’t just a warning. It was a demand. It was as if he was silently telling me don’t you dare let go. And I knew it. I could feel it. He didn’t want me to move away from him. But how could I keep touching him when Arian was standing there? Her eyes bore into me, hard and cold, like she was peeling me apart, stripping me bare. She looked at me as if I was nothing more than a cheap girl dragged out from a brothel, filthy and unworthy of

Chapter 37

I stepped out of the bath, skin still warm and damp from the steam, and hung my towel carefully on the stand next to the door. Droplets slid down my back as I ran my fingers through my hair, letting the strands fall freely to my face. Lately, I have grown used to keeping it that way whenever we are at home. It was easier to let the trimmed locks cover my features, hiding me just enough so he couldn’t read me too easily. If he wasn’t paying close attention, he wouldn’t be able to predict the expressions I tried so hard to keep masked.My stomach grumbled loudly, a deep ache rolling through me, reminding me just how hungry I truly was. Even though I had eaten lunch, it felt as if I hadn’t had a proper meal in two days. I ate more than I should most times, not that I was complaining—if anything, it was a small comfort I could cling to. Still, I couldn’t ignore the truth. My body had been shrinking, weight dropping from me like sand through an open fist. Gaining some back wouldn’t be a ba

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