Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

The transatlantic flight carried me eastward, the sun painting ever changing portraits outside my window. Brilliant azure skies gave way to rolling clouds tinged with gold, a canvas of nature's finest work

Inspiration struck suddenly, and I pulled out my sketchpad, capturing the ethereal play of light in an jewelry design.

By the time I finished, darkness had claimed the sky.

There was something magical about crossing the Atlantic - a time traveler's journey where I left New York on the morning of the 27th only to land in London on the night of the 26th.

Through the arrivals gate, I spotted them immediately - Mum, Dad, and William standing in a row,

beaming and waving like excited children at a parade.

The sight of them made my heart squeeze.

I ran to them, wheeling designer luggage forgotten as I fell into Mum's embrace, breathing in her familiar perfume - Chanel No. 5, just as she'd worn all my life.

to New York for university, chasing what

they'd let me go, trusting me to find my

brief Christmas visits, a daughter's absence marked by empty chairs

pulled back from Mum's embrace before they

"Mum, I'm starving."

She cupped my face, her eyes soft with maternal concern. "Tll make your favorite - shepherd's pie with extra gravy,

"Perfect."

walked to the car park, our laughter echoing

Chapter 5

Castro sat

a reminder for my birthday - August 27th. This morning,

Oriana's guest room, the familiar chime

to Whole Foods, to buy

custom Cartier bracelet he'd ordered months ago was still hidden in his office

given him

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