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arances, no emotions, n
aper, something in me shifted. I've seen people like her before-polished, distant, self-assur
n's wasn'
as a
to my life, I've been trying to stop
for this to ge
before he left this world-peace. A moment to
ee me loved, ma
e i
s. But I could fake it. I
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al it star
gan s
pity but with a kind of reverence, like she knew
ke, her voice had weight. My father c
ried herself. Graceful, yes. B
thing back. Something more than j
e me c
made me
ng me feel thi
eft, my mother pulled m
ovely girl
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. "You're looking at her lik
n't r
she wa
ure when i
to me at dinner, calm but fierce, not
ouched my father's hand a
st maybe it wa
ead turned to the window, not saying anything, a
ret or lo
op wondering w
s twitch on her lap when she's trying not to cry. She hasn't told me
to op
o unders
want more than ju
ould
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is bu
ing toward my car, dressed in a navy-blue dress that wraps
not sm
arely
er frown i
passenger seat, buck
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don't ask me abou
a small smi
nd gold?
e. "God, no. I'd rat
gh. "
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better yesterday,
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ally says. "And there
esty st
ut her eyes are fi
y," I say
e distant. "People leave, some
ment, she's not just t
ng about so
luncheon, we p
e walk in. She links her arm through
congratulates us on our engagement, she thanks them
e moments, th
the champagne flute. Or when her gaze linge
r gently
u o
ut doesn't
hisper something I
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snap up
n-that wall-but
t say that,"
I mea
't even
ow en
and she turns away
ave e
back is thick
comforta
s between two people even
he window again
ve crosse
an't re
"But pretending with you feels less like a lie
e slowly, her
nt to believe
hy
not who you
l me who
not your happy ending. I'm
ruth that would destroy b
shakes b
ant, everything
settles like i
preg
hat she'
of fallin
lt over
a ch
else's
idn't see coming. And yet.
way she touched her stomach wh
o say so
do
t
know wha
er?
usy?
ly... co
man who's not mine. Who's ca
d she loves me, all while holding
till wa
st her
strength. Her s
o trust me,
now what terr
e never
all in love wi