Chapter 41 Meant to Be

The window rolled halfway down. Caroline leaned over, waving lightly. "Bye,

honey. Try to get some rest when you get home. Ast long as you're up in time to pick up Eloise, you're fine."

Alistair felt like a kindergartner being tucked in for a nap by a doting adult.

"Okay," he said with a smirk. "I got it."

The car pulled away, taking Caroline with it.

As Julian waited at the next red light, a grin tugged at his mouth until he finally let out a laugh.

Caroline gave him a death glare. "What are you laughing at?"

Julian didn't even try to hide it. "I was just thinking... isn't your husband twenty- four?"

"And?" Caroline narrowed her

eves.

Julian, undeterred and clearly asking for it, grinned. "Well... he acts like he's four."

Her tone dropped about ten degrees. "Are you calling him immature?"

"No, no!" Julian quickly clarified. "He's calm, level-headed, and

Chapter 41 Meant to Be

observant-actually, I think he's a really solid guy."

Caroline arched a brow. "Glad you're not completely blind, then."

Julian, risking his life, continued, "It's just that you treat him like he's Eloise."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

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Julian held up a hand, unbothered. "Come on-you told him to go home and take a nap."

Caroline snapped, "That just means we have a strong

relationship! You should spend less time being jealous and more time trying to find someone who'll even think about marrying you."

up for a moment as the light

then asked, "Alright, real talk. What exactly about Alistair

turned her gaze

and Julian had grown up together-no blood relation, but emotionally

older, and the two of them had always clicked in a way that made

never say to Mabel,

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with Julian.

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really don't. It's just... this

chest twisted

someone like her? Where the hell is my meant-to-be? Where are you, mystery girl who falls in love with

I miss you, babe.....

Then again, he smirked.

second thought, take your time.

keys, and sank cross-legged onto the carpet

every inch of the

scrolled on his phone for a bit, but the more he scrolled, the more

a good little husband. But the truth was, he wasn't tired. He'd slept well last night and felt wide awake

what boredom feels like when

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a "kept man" had

had been a grind. The moment he opened his eyes, he was running on fumes.

had made

early and cooked breakfast on a whim, both Caroline and Eloise loved it-yet by dinner, she'd sat him down and told him firmly to sleep in next time! Breakfast was handled. He didn't

It was the deal-he was there to keep Eloise company and

was sticking to that arrangement with unnerving precision. Even when he offered, she wouldn't let him do more. As if she was

on his phone until his eyes started to sting. For a second, he thought about

he dismissed

He couldn't.

Meant to

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through this before-kids her age were stronger than they looked, but group

and tried to start a movie. Five minutes in, he turned it off again. Nothing held his attention. He picked up his phone and started scrolling all

accident, he clicked into

button that read, "Become a Writer." Something clicked. He didn't question it- just followed the prompt. After downloading the companion. app

greeted him, "and welcome to Day 1 with Wattpad." Suddenly, he

for. He closed his eyes, and in that instant, an entire story-messy, thrilling, soaked in drama and heartbreak- began

time his alarm went off reminding him it was time to pick up Eloise, he had nearly completed the full outline of

clothes, and

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