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.

in a playful huff or maybe sulking a bit.

The dining table was bare, the rooms empty, and there

suitcase by the door and dialed

The call connected quickly.

where are you? Don't you remember we're married now? Shouldn't you be at home, cooking and waiting for me? Aren't you supposed to

be upset, but didn't we have a great wedding? You even handed out chocolate at the office. Come on, come back. I'm

Myers Manor, Calliope stood

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

her fingers idly playing

slowly, "but Gideon, you weren't the groom. Why should I cook for you or come to your

are you talking?" Gideon's voice crackled with irritation. "If I'm not the groom, then

the perfect husband! Better looking, in better shape, more capable..." she continued, "There's not a single thing where you measure up to