#219 “You will be Married to Alexander.”

Becky looked troubled by Sophia’s question. She opened the fridge and started rummaging in there, not looking for anything in particular, just giving herself time to think about how to answer.

The kitchen was dimly lit, the soft glow of the refrigerator casting shadows across the room. The faint hum of the appliance filled the air, a steady background noise punctuating the tense silence between the two women.

“Come on, tell me,” Sophia invited her, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet kitchen. “I have a right to know why you don’t like me.”

Becky’s fingers paused in their aimless search as she considered Sophia’s request. Her brow furrowed with uncertainty, betraying the turmoil of emotions swirling within her.

“Not that I don’t like you,” Becky sighed, her voice carrying a hint of resignation. “Just… what are you doing with Benjamin?”

Sophia’s laughter rang out, a bright contrast to the somber atmosphere. The sound seemed to bounce off the walls, momentarily breaking the tension in the room.

“Sorry, I think you got things wrong,” Sophia said, her laughter subsiding into a warm smile. “Me and Benjamin are brother and sister.”

Becky’s eyes widened in disbelief, her surprise evident in the way her gaze darted back and forth between Sophia’s face and the contents of the refrigerator.

with incredulity. “Why, it doesn’t say anywhere that

her tone tinged with

sit down, and I’ll tell you

join Sophia on the sofa. The cushions sank beneath her

their journey of discovery. She

morphed from disbelief to shock, her features contorting with each new revelation. The kitchen seemed to shrink around them, the air

story, her voice tinged with wry humor. “I also have a friend Alexander. You must have heard

Now I understand why you are looking for information about your past,” Becky replied thoughtfully, her gaze fixed on Sophia’s face. “Benjamin and

more quietly, a mischievous glint in her

you think

adorable, except when you’re scowling

entered the kitchen, his tousled hair and bleary eyes betraying his confusion at finding

of the night?” he asked,

hint of playfulness in her tone. “But I have to go to bed, so I’ll

Becky to seize the opportunity and talk to Benjamin. Becky nodded her thanks, her expression

pull toward her grandfather’s

about my first love,” she read aloud, her voice barely a whisper in the quiet room. “And if all goes according to plan, you will be married to Alexander.

traced the faded ink

smile playing at her lips as tears prickled at

her determination to uncover the secrets within her grandfather’s diary remained steadfast. With the worn book in hand, she pored over

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