Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green
Chapter 215
Chapter 215: He Was In My Bed
Clairessa's POV
Gabriel didn't move. Neither did I.
Panic surged through me, heat flooding my cheeks. My fingers were still damp.
My mind screamed to run-and this time, I did.
I turned and bolted, heart racing, breath shallow, legs barely holding me up.
I yanked the door open and stumbled out, slamming it shut behind me.
Then I stopped.
Out in the hallway, I stood frozen. Chest heaving. The world around me was spinning off balance.
My body was still reeling-still soaked in aftershock-as I rushed blindly down the hall, like I could outrun the memory of what I'd just done.
I rounded the corner-too fast, too dazed-and slammed straight into someone.
Jane, the housekeeper.
"Oh!" she gasped, stepping back as a folded towel slipped from her arms.
My eyes widened.
She looked me over-flushed cheeks, messy hair, wild, glassy eyes—and I just knew.
She knew exactly what I'd done.
"Claire?” Her voice was gentle, uncertain. "Are you... all right?"
"Yes," I blurted, my voice higher than it should've been. "I'm fine. Everything's fine."
Jane's eyes narrowed slightly. "You look a bit pale."
Heated, more like. She was scanning me-reading me.
My mouth opened to offer an excuse, but no words came out.
"Are you sure everything's okay?"
I forced a laugh that sounded completely unnatural. "Never been better."
She gave a polite smile, though her eyes still looked concerned. "Good to hear.
Well then... I'll say goodnight. Sleep well."
"Thank you," I managed, forcing a small smile.
She turned to go.
That's when I remembered the situation with my room.
"Jane-wait," I called softly. She paused and turned back.
"I'm sorry. I went into my room earlier and... everything felt off. I thought maybe I was imagining it, but..."
I trailed off, brow furrowed. "It was like someone cleared it out. Do you... know anything about that?"
Her eyes darted around, like she wasn't sure how much to say. "I... don't know if I should be telling you this, but yes-Mr. Storm moved your things."
My heart dropped. "Wait, what?"
"Mr. Storm had a surprise planned for you. He was hoping you'd get home earlier today, but you arrived a bit late with Mr. Adrian."
Heat rushed to my face.
She must've noticed, because she quickly added, "It's a good thing. Truly."
her, skeptical. "What kind of surprise involves moving all my
a few weeks now. He wanted it kept quiet. Asked me not to say anything. Even
want a gift. Not from him. I didn't want to owe
my face, because she gently reached for my hand and gave it a
another word, she guided
main staircase and headed toward the end
knew where we
Gabriel once mentioned it was
the brass
behind her-and let out a quiet gasp. A stunned, breathless oh my god escaped
This wasn't an attic.
an entire
froze at the threshold, blinking like I couldn't trust what I
room was massive-easily bigger than my entire apartment. Cozy, but undeniably
Cream and gold drapes. Soft, ambient
with velvet throws
Sofas. A vanity.
staircase leading to a loft
home magazine... but every detail felt personal. Like someone had been paying
trembled. "What
gestured around with a warm smile. “This is your
what?" I turned to her, confused.
found out about the fire. He wanted o do something...
over the room again—from the lush bedding to
still trying to absorb it. "I never heard
"That's because Mr. Storm was very strict with the rules. He made sure the workers only came after you'd left for work and were gone before you got home. He wanted it to be a surprise. Very hush-hush. Not even
in again-slower this time. The walls, the colors even the throw pillows matched the exact shades te onse
this rich or beautiful. And I never imagined Gabriel
to create something
the beauty or the extravagance—it was the thought behind
energy poured
take it all in at
voice barely
this?"
more firmly
be where Mr. Storm kept his personal things-old portraits, memories
marriage. He clearing?
out.
safe to say he wanted you to have a
Safe.
heart clenched—too full, too soft, too confused to make sense of any of
gently to the room. "Feel free to look around. Everything here now belongs
brushed my hand along the back of the velvet couch, then the edge of the bed. Fingers tracing the
one side. I
Lace. Labels I'd
never..." I murmured. "I've never had anything like
Storm brought in one of
your usual fits. Everything's been chosen with
head slowly, overwhelmed. "This... this is breathtaking. I don't even know if I can accept
maybe I've said too much. Mr. Storm
show you himself. I
looked genuinely concerned, and that alone made guilt rise in
for her hand gently. "Jane... Thank you. Really. I love
let you rest now,"
out.
room-my new room-hell, my new home...
overwhelmed with emotions I couldn't
stung. He did all
I told him he didn't care. That I meant
But... this?
told a different story. The
dresses, the books.
He'd listened.
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Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green Chapter 215
Falling For My Ex's Dad Chapter 215