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It All Started on Christmas Eve

Chapter 2 Cacophony of chaos

Word Count: 1167    |    Released on: 24/11/2024

ther's arms. Is this a dream? I wondered as time seemed

me. Raphael's eyes, usually bright and warm, were closed, lost at the momen

llowed by a crushing sense of betrayal.

e venom on my tongue es

y presence. "Amy," he cal

Rachel's hands while Rachel struggled to co

y eyes locked onto Raphael's

like," he mumbled as he s

y heart. A sharp pain of betrayal gnawed at

should leave before I do the unspeakable. I took a step bac

e once familiar space was now hell for me. I could burn awa

l my ears. His face, Rachel's face, their entwined bodies, everyth

away from his place. As fast as my legs could

ating on me with his cousin. The woman I had celebrated three Christmas Eves with. The same person that had che

ars screamed down my face as my legs moved fast. I shuffled i

decorate a Christmas tree with him. Bake Christmas cakes and cookies. Maybe we could g

ng at my blindness to their scheme? How long have I been fooled

s running on the sidewalk, away from the shock of Raphael's betrayal; th

pierced my eardrums. I froze, paralyzed in the middle

hen, they did. I collapsed, squatting on the road, my hands

screeching, people shouting. I felt like I

le touch cut through the chaos that had threatened to consume me. Someon

hony of car horns and screeching tires still echoed in my ears, making my head spin. But the stranger's ha

ice whispered, soft an

y? The question swirled through my head a

ething about their touch calmed me. I let th

road. We reached the sidewalk, and the stranger turned to me to face them.

e asked, his voic

his gaze as I processed what had just happened. But the s

?" he asked, his voic

il inside me. The image of Raphael in bed wi

gentleman that I ran into the road b

," I stammered, tryin

y shoulders, but remained beside me. We stood

nd," he said, breaking the silence,

ind eyes, strong jawline, and a gentle smile. His face looked familiar, but

as Eve but thank you," I whisp

"Change of plans, then. You c

ew one wasn't a part of my option. All I wanted to do was to

tonight. Let's get ice cream and help you calm down. After that

with him. Ice cream or not, I just d

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1 Chapter 1 A nightmare on Christmas Eve2 Chapter 2 Cacophony of chaos3 Chapter 3 Baby steps to a rebellious beginning4 Chapter 4 Santa's present5 Chapter 5 My wish list, his wish list6 Chapter 6 The first wish on the list7 Chapter 7 Motherly, Winnie8 Chapter 8 Boxing Day9 Chapter 9 Boxing Day present10 Chapter 10 Until the holiday ends11 Chapter 11 Falling for Christmas12 Chapter 12 Hickeys and doubt13 Chapter 13 Commitment or fun 14 Chapter 14 Who is Miller Rayn 15 Chapter 15 Someone like me16 Chapter 16 The Crux17 Chapter 17 Miller's POV18 Chapter 18 Pulling his mask19 Chapter 19 Mix signals20 Chapter 20 A glimpse of the past21 Chapter 21 A lady called Lisa22 Chapter 22 Wine and humiliation23 Chapter 23 Lisa's threat24 Chapter 24 Reconciliation of New Year Eve25 Chapter 25 What about Miller 26 Chapter 26 A date with no partner27 Chapter 27 Miller's POV28 Chapter 28 Happy New Year29 Chapter 29 Goodbye Miller30 Chapter 30 Miller's POV31 Chapter 31 Bombshell32 Chapter 32 Haunted by her voice33 Chapter 33 Text and letter34 Chapter 34 An increase in rent and trouble35 Chapter 35 Hopelessness and helplessness36 Chapter 36 A solution37 Chapter 37 Ten years ago38 Chapter 38 Unforseen revelation39 Chapter 39 The Will40 Chapter 40 My Will41 Chapter 41 An encounter with the buyer42 Chapter 42 The root of my troubles43 Chapter 43 Potential groom44 Chapter 44 Yes, I will45 Chapter 45 My enemy got an invitation46 Chapter 46 Miller's POV47 Chapter 47 Miller's POV48 Chapter 48 Miller's POV49 Chapter 49 An unexpected phone call50 Chapter 50 Miller's POV51 Chapter 51 Miller's POV52 Chapter 52 Miller's POV53 Chapter 53 Family affairs54 Chapter 54 Unusual Rachel55 Chapter 55 No reservations, no wedding