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

that

a while and I thought that now might be the right

head to the side. The waitress came

away from a lot of things and I think

getting more confused? She

still loves me?" Her eyes widened upon hearing

old self when you returned. I never want to see the version we saw when you

down. I was confused and scared, but now I know that.. I want to be with him. Do you think

"Julian is

he told me I was unintentionally emotionally abusing him." I nervously rubbed my hands together. I

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because I didn't mean

want, and my answer will be the same, Julian is waiting for you to tell him that

wasn't exactly the best and I was afraid that I might have lost him. He didn't even hug me before leaving and that was enough to make hundreds of

love him?" Harper asked, sipping the juice

makes me happy when he walks in the room. I find comfort in his embrace. A stupid smile finds its way to

would surely want your privacy when you tell him that, but part of me wants to hide and eavesdrop because I so

I think privacy is a