#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.

doesn’t say anywhere that he

it’s complicated,” Sophia said, her tone tinged with

sit down, and I’ll tell

the kitchen to join Sophia on the sofa. The cushions sank beneath her weight as she settled

their convoluted story, her words filling the quiet space as she detailed their journey of discovery. She painted a vivid

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

general, my life is a mess,” Sophia finished her story, her voice tinged with wry

for information about your past,” Becky replied thoughtfully, her gaze fixed on Sophia’s face. “Benjamin and I will help you; we know the

together with him,” Sophia said more quietly, a mischievous glint

you think he’ll

when you’re

hair and bleary eyes betraying his confusion at finding Sophia and Becky

of the night?” he

tone. “But I have to

motioned for Becky to seize the

her, she felt a familiar pull toward her grandfather’s diary. With a sigh, she retrieved the worn leather-bound

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. Let this story serve as advice to you that not everything is as simple in

nostalgia flooding her senses. She traced the faded ink of her grandfather’s handwriting,

if you only knew,” she murmured, a wistful smile playing at her lips as tears prickled at

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

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