If He Had Been With Me Book Summary Novels & Stories

But just let the wind blow and sing its notes and stir my every emotion; let it bring back the sweet memories I had about this Alpha male, as I watched him through the hourglass of my soul; as I was looking for him deep into the woods while he was hunting. I took a tremendous risk wandering on my own just to have a glance at him. If that was the price I had to pay for him being mine, then I was at peace with it. He never knew I was there, or did he? He gave no sign that he knew about my constant presence day by day. And so it all began. His mother and I moved in with him to Bellingham. I was recuperating quick. He even took the time to help me with exercise, as my muscles were weak.

She became someone else when she was with him, someone she didn't recognize, someone she couldn't control. I read until the words blurred and my eyes burned and my chest felt like it was caving in. Somewhere in the back of my mind I registered that I was supposed to meet Maya in an hour. I had a coffee shop to find and a conversation to have and a truth to confront that was already unfurling in front of me page by devastating page. But I couldn't stop reading. I couldn't put the book down. My wife had written this. My wife had lived this. And I was the fiancé, sleeping in the next room, believing her lies, completely unaware that my father had taken her apart with a single handshake.

He looked up when I walked in, and his face lit up. “You came.” “You asked.” He smiled. “That’s what you used to say to him, isn’t it?” I froze. “How did you—?” “I read your book, Ava. The first one. The one about the girl who loses everything.” He set down his book. “I figured it out. The ex‑boyfriend. The best friend. The betrayal.” I sat down across from him, my heart pounding. “And you still wanted to have coffee with me?”

“I do. It’s the only way I can help my friends.” He studied me for a moment, then nodded slowly. “Alright, fine. But this stays between us. If Father finds out —” “I know,” I cut in. “Thank you, Sarge.” “Don’t thank me yet,” he replied. “Follow me.” As I trailed behind him, my heart raced with a mix of relief and anxiety. This was just the beginning. Finding the book was only the first step. The path ahead was filled with uncertainty, but I had come this far. There was no turning back now.

’ He just kissed my hair again. I liked that he didn’t lie to me. And I liked that he gave himself to me fully. I never had to beg. Hell, I never even had to ask. He was just always there, a solid presence. The truth was, he could have used his money and run off to Borneo, leaving me in the dust. But he hadn’t, and he wouldn’t. Will had made it more than clear that we were in this together.

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The smile on his face was the reflection of my happiness. He put me down after a while. We stayed in the pool playing chase until we both were bone-tired. I was so happy. .............. Hey, So I am planning about dedicating some chapters to Ron and Sylvia, and Hannah and Dim as I won't be doing a separate book for them. You can also read my book- His To Claim. It is a completed book and you can find it on my profile. You will love it.

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

As if my baby agreed with me, he kicked inside my stomach, making me laugh. “Baby, you agree with Mommy, right? Daddy will get better, and the three of us will be together.” Another kick came in response, and I laughed again. This was a good sign. I believed everything would work out in the end. Soon, all these troubles would be resolved, and the three of us would finally live happily together as a family. Holding on to that beautiful hope, I opened the book Haydn had left beside my bed. The book was good and interesting, and I quickly became immersed in it. As I read, I noticed that it was a book Haydn had read before. He had even left notes in the margins.

I said coldly, grinding my teeth as I looked out the window. If I were given the chance to undo my past mistakes, I’d take it in a heartbeat. But if I did, I wouldn’t have met President Braun. I wouldn’t be married to him. Half of me now belonged to the powerful man sitting beside me. It wasn’t planned, but maybe fate had a reason for bringing me to him. I was jolted out of my thoughts when he gently took my hand. Our eyes met, and I saw the worry etched deep in his.