Chapter 0260

I wake up sprawled on top of Rowan. His arm was wrapped tight around my waist, and half my b*dy was

on top of his

Slowly, I lift my head from his chest. This was another new thing for us. The intimacy our position

projected, you would think that we’re in love. Only I knew the truth. There was love in our marriage yes,

but it was one sided.

I get up slowly. I didn’t want to wake him up. I needed time to myself. Time to try and catch on to

whatever the hell was happening. I feel like my life has been turned upside down since I woke up from

that coma.

It has been two days, but those two days have been a rollercoaster of events. Now I was reeling from the

rush. Not really sure if I should trust my eyes or my heart.

I spot the bottle of milk on his bedside table.

Iris woke up like three times. The first two times, I fed her. The last time I remember him telling me to go

back to sleep. That he would take care of her. I was tired so I didn’t argue at al

all.

Putting on my bathrobe, I tip toe out of the room. I check on Iris and Noah before going downstairs. It was

fairly early in the morning and given it was on a Saturday, Noah didn’t have school today.

I get to the kitchen only to find Teresa.

a smile while

I hope is a gentle smile “Good morning too Teresa,

formal”

she stops and focuses on me, ready to

imposing, I’d like to make

blinding and

will be ecstatic. He kept complaining that I don’t make

she

way his

I can totally see Noah saying that. My smile

been for him

working on making breakfast. For some weird reason it felt so

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he would eat something I made was when Noah insisted

didn’t want anything from me. It was like anything from me was polson. I soon got over it. It hurt, but I learned

hardest to shield Noah from the disrespect

and I would do anything to

I

thoughts away, I focus on making

changed something inside Rowan. I love

has done to me and maybe this was our second chance at

to the side in frustration as I feel my eyes begin to

goddamn hard?

wrong?” Rowan’s voice comes from behind

brings me to his chest. With his

his chin on my

would have surprises at this tender action if I weren’t

the kind of pancakes Noah

can’t remember the secret ingredient I

break down

it” he tries to calm me,

can’t read the measurement either. Neither can I remember the how you like your coffee! Damn

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