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

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

turned her gaze to the

together-no blood relation, but emotionally closer than most

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

to Mabel,

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with Julian.

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just... this feeling. Like he's the one I've been waiting for all

twisted

like her? Where the hell is my meant-to-be? Where are you, mystery girl

I miss you, babe.....

Then again, he smirked.

time. I'm

stepped into the apartment, dropped his keys, and

plush carpet covered every inch of

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

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

feels like when you're not running around

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being a "kept man" had

he was running on fumes. Now? He'd leapt straight from survival mode into

clean-Caroline had made it clear that

he'd gotten up 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

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

Even when he offered, she wouldn't let him

For a second, he thought about finding a part-time job just to pass

he dismissed it

He couldn't.

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for Eloise. What if the school called? What if she got sick? He'd been through this

minutes in, he turned it off again. Nothing held his attention. He picked up his phone and started

by total accident, he clicked

a Writer." Something clicked. He didn't question it- just followed the prompt. After downloading the companion. app and without quite realizing how it happened, Alistair was officially

to Day 1 with Wattpad." Suddenly, he

the game he'd been looking for. He closed his eyes, and in that instant,

it using the app's built-in tools. By the time his alarm went off reminding him it was time to pick up Eloise, he had nearly completed the full outline of his debut

changed clothes, and

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