Chapter 47 Meant to Be

The window rolled halfway down. Caroline leaned over, waving lightly. "Bye, honey. Try to get some rest when you get home. As 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 eyes.

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-head, and:42

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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?"

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."

Julian wisely shut up for a moment as the light turned green.

He eased into the intersection and then asked, "Alright, real talk.

What exactly about Alistair attracted you?"

Caroline turned her gaze to the passing scenery.

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

emotionally closer than most siblings.

He was three years older, and the two of them had always clicked in a way that made real honesty possible.

Things she would never say to Mabel, she didn't mind sharing

with Julian.

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second and then said softly, "I don't

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

chest twisted with

my meant-to-be? Where are you, mystery girl who

Then again, he smirked.

time.

his keys, and sank cross-legged onto the

plush carpet covered every

underfoot.

his phone for a bit,

more bored he got.

advice and nap

truth was, he wasn't tired.

felt wide awake

boredom feels like when you're

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was running on fumes. Now? He'd leapt

it was... quiet, too

made it clear that wasn't his

Caroline and Eloise loved it-yet by dinner, she'd sat him down and told him firmly to sleep in next time. Breakfast

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

was sticking to that arrangement

Even when he offered, she wouldn't let him do more. As if she was

For a second, he thought about finding

time.

he dismissed it

He couldn't.

she got sick? He'd been through this

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Five minutes in, he turned it off again. Nothing held his

by total accident, he clicked into

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

writer.

the app greeted him, "and welcome to Day 1 with Wattpad." Suddenly, he wasn't bored

he'd just found the game

and in that instant, an entire story-messy, thrilling, soaked in drama and

he started outlining it using the app's built-in tools.

him it was time to pick up Eloise,

debut novel.

changed clothes,

better than anyone expected. She

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