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Chapter 84 — A Small Addition
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2026-07-15 01:07:22
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The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 101 — A Building With No Name On It
Kelvin pov “I got inside,” Marcus said.No greeting, no warning that it was even him on the line, just his voice arriving flat and fast the second I picked up.Eleven at night.He had never once called me this late.“Not the building itself. Close enough to see what it is.”“Tell me.”“It’s a storage facility. Private, the kind that doesn’t advertise, doesn’t take walk-ins, requires a referral to even get a unit. I talked to someone who used to do security there, off the books, cash for the conversation. He remembered Callum. Said he’d been coming for months, always alone, always the same unit.”“What’s in it.”“He didn’t know. Nobody working there knows what’s in anyone’s unit, that’s the entire point of a place like that. But he remembered something else.”Marcus’s voice had gone careful, the tone he used when he was about to hand me something he wished he wasn’t.“About six weeks ago, Callum came in the middle of the night, alone, and asked the overnight guard to help him move som
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 100 — He Asked If She Was Coming Back
Anita povManny had started leaving his bedroom door open at night, just a few inches.I’d noticed it three nights running before I finally asked him about it while we sat together at the kitchen table, Sir Hops propped against the sugar bowl like a small, solemn witness to whatever we were about to discuss.“Do you not like the dark?” I asked.“I like the dark fine.”He was drawing again—a rabbit this time with what looked like a small crown.“I just want to hear if someone comes.”Something in me went very still.“Who are you hoping comes, sweetheart?”He didn’t look up from the drawing.He answered the way children answer the hardest questions: plainly, without any sense that the answer might cost the person asking it something enormous.“My mum.”He added another line to the crown.“She used to check on me every night before bed. Even when she was tired. Even the nights she came home really late from work, she’d still come check, and I’d hear the door and go back to sleep because
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 99 — His Mother’s Eyes
A boy’s voice carried up from the garden before Donald had finished greeting his mother in the hallway. Margaret went to the window instead of sitting down. “Who is that,” she said. “My cousin’s son. He passed away recently. I told you, weeks ago.” Donald poured her a drink she hadn’t asked for, buying himself two seconds he badly needed. “The boy had nowhere else to go.” “There is no cousin, Donald.” She said it to the glass, not to him, watching the garden below. “I have known that since the day Anita stood in your hall with my handprint on her face and told me to ask you about a woman in Westhaven, and a child. I asked, once, and you gave me a version I let myself believe because believing it was easier than the alternative. I told myself the rest wasn’t my business. That whatever life you kept somewhere else, it wasn’t mine to grieve or claim or interfere with.” She turned from the window. “I never let myself picture a face to go with it. That was the coward’s version of no
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 98 — Fifteen Minutes, Four Times
Anita pov Kelvin was standing at the green door when I locked up, and he had never once come to the studio before. “Marcus found something,” he said, once the door was locked behind him. “About Callum.” I sat down slowly. My legs already suspected they might need somewhere to be. “Tell me.” “He’s been driving somewhere he shouldn’t. Four times this month that we know of, always after he’s dropped you or Donald somewhere. Same district. Industrial. East side. He stays fifteen, twenty minutes and leaves. Marcus doesn’t have movement history from before he started watching, but the pattern reads like something that’s been going on a while, not something new.” I sat with that. Fifteen minutes. Four times. “And there’s a payment,” Kelvin said. “Routed through shell accounts, three weeks ago, more than a driver’s salary would account for.” “Three weeks ago.” My voice came out flat, careful. “Jade went missing three weeks ago.” “I know.” Kelvin’s jaw was tight. “I’m not going to
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 97 — A Driver Who Doesn’t Drive Straight Home
Kelvin pov Marcus set the folder on my counter and did not sit down. “I did what you asked,” he said. “Quietly. Nothing that traces back to us.” “Tell me.” “Callum Reyes. Donald’s driver, three years now, previously worked private security for two other families before that. Both references check out clean. Both employers speak well of him.” Marcus opened the folder but didn’t need to look down at it, the way a man recites something he’s already read enough times to have memorized. “Ordinary, by every measure that shows up on paper. But I had someone follow his actual movements for a week, not just the ones on Donald’s schedule, and there’s a pattern that doesn’t fit an ordinary driver’s life.” “What pattern?” “He doesn’t go straight home. Most nights, fine, he does. Small flat. Nothing unusual. But four times this month, after he’s dropped Anita or Donald wherever they needed to be, he’s driven somewhere else entirely before finally heading home. Same general area each time. Ea
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 96 — What We Still Don’t Know
Anita pov Manny ate three pancakes on his second morning in the house and told me, very seriously, that Sir Hops did not care for syrup.“He prefers his pancakes plain,” Manny said, setting the rabbit carefully beside his plate. “He has sensitive taste buds.”“Does he have taste buds? I thought he was stuffed?”Manny considered this with the gravity of a much older person weighing a genuinely difficult philosophical question.“He used to,” he decided. “Before the wash.”I laughed, and he looked pleased with himself in a small, careful way, testing whether the joke had actually landed before letting himself enjoy it.I let myself have the moment fully, because I had decided, somewhere in the two days since I’d recognised his face on my own front step, that loving him and distrusting his father were not going to cancel each other out.I was going to hold both, for as long as I needed to.He was a quiet child in most rooms and a loud one in exactly one, which was the kitchen, where he n
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 5-Still
One message.A number I did not recognise.No words.Just a photograph.I sat on the edge of the bed in the dark and looked at it.Donald. Lying back against a woman I had never seen before. His head on her chest. Her hand resting in his hair like it belonged there. His face completely open in a wa
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 4-Professional distance
His footsteps stopped just inside the kitchen doorway.I had turned the phone over by then. Both hands on the counter. Face arranged into something that had no name for what was behind it.I did not turn around.I stood there and listened. Donald’s silences were never empty. They were always full o
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 3-The routine
The coffee machine made its noise at six forty-seven.I didn’t move to pour until it finished. I stood at the counter with my hands wrapped around nothing and listened to it run. That sound. The only sound in the whole house. The specific quiet that exists when you are the only one awake and have n
The wife I swore I’d never be Chapter 2-The silence after
Donald did not say a word on the way home. Not one. Not when I fell into step beside him as the evening wound down. Not when we collected our coats and walked out into the cool Velmoor night. Not when he opened the car door for me with the quiet efficiency of a man performing a task he stopped t
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