A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 12

Gideon practically bounced with excitement as he made his way home, his mind filled with the comforting image of a warm, welcoming house. He imagined Calliope, his wife, having everything ready for him. He couldn't stop thinking about her famous pot roast- the kind that filled the house with an irresistible aroma.

By the time he pulled over, his stomach was already rumbling in anticipation.

He hurried his pace, eager to reach his doorstep, fully intending to punch in his key code to open the door. But then, he hesitated.

Calliope might have already moved in. She had been so eager to marry him, always dropping by to cook even before they were officially married. Surely, now that they were, she would have moved in right away. Instead of using the code, he decided to ring the doorbell.

He pressed it once, twice, three times...

Gideon waited, but the door remained shut. No one came to greet him.

finally entered the code himself and stepped inside, expecting to find Calliope, maybe in a playful huff or maybe sulking a bit. He imagined a table laden with food, a cozy scene of domestic bliss

dining table was bare, the rooms empty, and there was no sign of Calliope or

dropped his suitcase by the

The call connected quickly.

we're married now? Shouldn't you be at home, cooking and waiting for me? Aren't you

took a deep breath, continuing, "I know you might be upset, but didn't we have a great wedding? You even

Myers Manor, Calliope stood

with vibrant roses of every kind, her favorite blooms, climbing and sprawling

her

hitch," she replied slowly, "but Gideon, you weren't the groom. Why

Gideon's voice crackled with irritation. "If I'm not the groom, then who is?

perfect husband! Better looking, in