The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

It feels like somebody is constantly hitting my head with a hammer. I can. barely lift it up. Did I drink a lot last night? I usually don't drink a lot, because I have practice most of the time, not to mention that I'm not legally allowed to drink yet, but it seems like last night was an exception. I slowly open my eyes and frown in confusion when I notice where I am. This bright living room is not mine. What am I doing in Rosie's living room? How did I end up here?

Fighting the pounding headache that is about to make my head explode, I sit up and rub my face with my hands. Suddenly, everything comes back to me. I called her last night to pick me up. I asked her if I could stay the night at her place and she agreed without asking me any questions. I look at the coffee table in front of me and I find a glass of water and two pills along with a sticky note.

For your headache 'I smile a little at the note and swallow the two pills.

I get up from my place and make my way to the bathroom. I wash up quickly and walk out. I notice Rosie's bedroom door open. Is she awake? I slowly walk towards her bedroom, only to find her fast asleep. What time is it? I take one last look at her before walking away. I don't t want to disturb her. I have already caused her enough disturbance.

I still can't believe that she came last night. If my memory serves me right, she didn't take long. There's a hazy image in my head of us hugging each other in front of the house and God only knows how much I needed that hug.

I head to the kitchen and decide to make us breakfast. It's the least thing I could do for her after waking her up in the middle of the night. Luckily, I find everything I need to make her something she likes. I know how much she loves pancakes, so I prepare them. I also find some fruits, so I cut some and put them nicely on a plate, and I also make some scrambled eggs.

Rosie surely goes grocery shopping. I barely have anything in my fridge except for leftovers. I mostly depend on take out or eating out after classes or practice. Maybe I should learn from her. "Silas Cromwell making breakfast in my kitchen? I'm impressed." I look up

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and I'm met with her gorgeous face. How can somebody look this flawless? Is this how she looks like once she wakes up? It should be illegal to look this beautiful. Her beauty is radiant. Her long blonde hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail and her cheeks have a slight pink shade.

She is too good to be true. And I'm not just talking about how she looks. Rosie has an amazing personality and the kindest heart in the en world. The world will surely be a better place if there are a lot of people like her. "I feel bad about waking you up, so this is my way of thanking you," I admit.

"First of all, there's nothing you need to thank me for. Second, I'm super hungry, so I will go brush my teeth and wash my face, then I'm so going to dig in this banquet," she excitedly says and disappears in the hallway.

It takes her less than five minutes to get back. I watch her as she opens the fridge and pours two glasses of orange juice for us. "You do like drinking it in the morning, right?" she asks and I nod.

I know it's wrong to think like that, but I could get used to this. I could get used to waking up to her beautiful face and eating breakfast with her. I don't mind making breakfast for her every morning if she agrees to be my girlfriend. "This is so good," she mumbles, eating some of the scrambled eggs.

you," I offer her a genuine

asks, looking at me. "You seemed pretty bummed

may be better, but I need some time to take

I know I can trust Rosie. She is one of the very few people I can

good guy. Last night, I heard him talking to another guy at the party,

yet I was wrong Looks like I still

an apologetic smile. "I've been there before in high school. Definitely not the best feeling to know that somebody befriended you because of

he won't partner with somebody just because their daughters are friends. This is what the girl's father found out and when Julian refused the partnership deal, the girl told Rosie that she didn't like her and didn't want to be friends

my

money.

shy." She shrugs. "People think I'm an introvert, but the truth is, I don't want

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her. It's her defense mechanism and I'm starting to wonder if maybe I should do

going to tell him that

a confrontational person. I won't let

the of using I

she murmurs, staring at her plate. Moment of truth." She looks at me and her sparkling blue eyes meet mine. "I've always loved how you don't let people walk over you. I wish I could be the same, but

comes with practice, cupcake," I say as I playfully poke her

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if you

of that cupcake thing, huh?"