A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 13

Calliope stood so close to Silas she could catch the scent of his cologne, a comforting blend of cedarwood and something warm, like cinnamon.

Her eyes flicked up to meet his, and a flutter of panic stirred in her chest.

She had always focused on Gideon, holding Silas in a sort of reverent awe. Despite having helped him once before, her feelings for Silas had always been more about respect, and maybe a touch of intimidation.

Silas was a few years older than her, and to top it off, he was Gideon's uncle. Every time she saw him, it was like facing a stern elder, and for reasons she couldn't explain, it always made her feel a pang of guilt. But now, standing so close to him, she realized how blind she had been.

Silas was handsome, capable- the kind of man she should have noticed long ago. Yet, she had wasted so much time chasing after Gideon, who was nothing short of a jerk.

Sure, Silas was her husband now, but it wasn't like she had won him over in any fairytale fashion. Their relationship had been built on a deal, and that made her feel a bit uneasy.

Silas handed her phone back to her. Calliope glanced up, swallowing nervously.

you back?" she

a slight smile, his deep eyes twinkling in a way that was almost

though she were lost in

day he had carried her broken body out of that hellish place, his face filled with anger and determination. It was a scary memory, yet somehow brought her

this lifetime, she had sought him out without hesitation. To her surprise, he hadn't turned her down. Even though helping her didn't seem to benefit him, especially since the end of their agreement might leave him labeled as a divorcee,

home; you should come back whenever you want," Calliope said with a

home, Calliope. It's ours," Silas replied softly, his voice like velvet. "Adah's made

"Okay."

sat down to eat

especially knowing

should be met, respect was mutual, but if Silas wanted to exercise his

in her thoughts, Calliope absentmindedly

the other side of town,

called Calliope countless times, only to have each call