The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 61

Julian was returning tonight. For the past two weeks, I had been thinking and I knew what I wanted. I made up my mind. I wanted Julian to be more than just a friend. I was lying to him and myself when I told him that we were friends, Julian and I were never friends. Five ye Yes, he did hurt me, but he was sorry, and he had shown that. What was I going to lose if I gave him another chance? What if he was my one love? What if we had both grown up and learned how to maintain a healthy relationship? The more I thought about it, the more I I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, feeling a lot younger.

"Is it a big change!" the hairstylist.

st asked me

"Not really, I was naturally a blonde. It feels like meeting my old self again," I replied, standing up from my seat. Lately, I had been letting my hair grow and I decided to dye it blonde again.

I was running away from my past by dying my hair black and cutting it, but I no longer wanted to run away. Not everything in my past was bad. 1 managed to become somebody who was able to stand before the ones who once hurt me. I was stronger than I ever dreamt of being. But just because I was strong that didn't mean that I didn't need somebody to lean on in my life. Yes, I had Julian's family that I considered my own and I also had Maya and Sam, but I wanted to have somebody I could return to at the end of the night whom I could let go of my armor in front of. I wanted to have somebody that would make me feel relieved when he would hold me. And no matter how much I tried, I couldn't picture myself with somebody other than Julian.

There were so many things I wanted to do, but it all depended on him. He needed to be back first. 1 was afraid, but not of getting hurt. This time, I was afraid of rejection. What if I took too long to make up my mind? What if he realized that I wasn't the best one for him? His birthday was a few days ago, but I couldn't throw him the party I wanted because he was away. I was scared of sending him a message wishing him a happy birthday, but I did anyway with my fingers crossed. I couldn't just ignore the day like that. Although his reply wa Rose planned on throwing him a small birthday party tonight and she invited me. She didn't know anything about our last conversation, so she wasn't aware that Julian and I weren't exactly on speaking terms. I planned on changing everything tonight though. Only if he ga I was going to meet Harper in an hour. I bet she was going to be extremely surprised with my blonde hair. Even my daughter was going to be shocked. She had never seen me with blonde hair before

I reached the cafe where we were supposed to meet, and I couldn't find her. I was early anyway. I ordered a cappuccino and took a book out of my bag and started to read. When I was in New Jersey, I found company in books. They were my friends when loneliness took "Is that you!!" I looked up and saw a stunned Harper in front of me. I laughed as I got up from my place and hugged her. "You look so much younger!"

"Do I look better!" I grinned, shaking my hair a little.

"Yes! You look stunning!" she exclaimed. "You look like the old Emily, she commented as the two of us sat down.

"I told

-50.

call me Emily

behind that

have been thinking about this for a while and I thought that now might be the right

The waitress came to take her order, then left us

been running away from a lot of things and I think

I getting more confused? She

think Julian still loves me?" Her eyes widened upon

only started to get back to his old self when you returned. I never want to see the version we saw

what if I'm too late?" I looked down. I was confused and scared, but now I know that.. I want to

oblivious" She shook her head. "Julian is waiting for you to say the

I nervously rubbed my

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mean to

same, Julian is waiting

I love him" I was just hoping that I wasn't too late. Our last conversation wasn't exactly the best

you sure that you love him?"

Christmas with you!" She nodded. "He still makes me feel the way I used to feel back then. He makes me happy when he walks in the room. I find comfort in his embrace. A stupid smile finds its way to my

but part of me wants to hide and eavesdrop because I so want to know how he's going to react," she said, making me

privacy is a