All Chapters of 60 Days to Get Married: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I immediately brought my hand to my mouth, silencing what I was about to say. In theory, I was alone here, and although I wanted to trust Olivia completely, it wasn't the right time yet.I felt as if everything I'd been doing had been walking blindly and trusting the people who appeared in my life, ever since the day of my father's funeral when Sebastian approached me.Did he know about this? Could it be that my dad and his mom...? No, if we were siblings, the DNA test results and percentages would have been different, but... what if the test was actually altered? We went to a clinic recommended by Sebastian, and if he's involved in this, it means he could have lied, for some reason.Distrust grew in my mind as I read more and more of the document. Blood Debt.I gave myself time to think and calm down before turning to the next page. I stopped when I saw that the name at the top was mine. There were important details about my life: my mother's death when I was 7, how my father never r

The two men turned to look at me when I said that, and for a moment I thought it would all be negative, but Ian seemed excited."Really?" he asked immediately and took my hands."Sure, we can start tomorrow, right? I feel indebted to you."Ian and I talked for about half an hour, maybe more or maybe less, but we agreed to go tomorrow, and after that Sebastian drove me home almost in complete silence.I swallowed hard when I suddenly remembered the wallet I carry in my backpack, knowing I was starting to distrust the man beside me. I got out of the car, and he quickly said goodbye and left. I stood there for a moment, watching him go, feeling like everything was moving too fast, as if the days were slipping through my fingers.I went up to the apartment, and when I entered, I smelled something slightly burnt. I saw Olivia in the kitchen, giving me pitiful eyes.I smiled and went over to see that she had burned some pasta."How can you burn pasta?" I asked.Olivia gave me even more pupp

When I arrived at the apartment, I felt a tension in my shoulders, something I couldn't quite describe at the time, but I tried not to dwell on it.As soon as I opened the door, I saw Olivia standing there. She was dressed casually in a sweater, jeans, and a hat, but her red hair still stood out.I almost felt like we were going to leave."Let me get some water, change, and then we'll go, okay?"She nodded with a smile that showed all her teeth.I got some water from the kitchen and went into the bedroom to change. As I dressed in denim shorts, a sports bra, and a crop top, I paused for a moment. Olivia had been held captive for who knows how long. How did she have almost all her teeth intact?I know there are many things she hasn't told me yet, but even so, she often makes me feel insecure.I sighed and shook off the thought; I knew I couldn't keep getting defensive about everything that was happening around me.We went outside together and I checked my phone. There were no messages

A mixture of uncertainty filled my body, and while Sebastian and Ian headed toward Sebastian, I took two steps back, my hands still outstretched protectively toward Olivia.A thousand scenarios were playing out in my mind: how he might suddenly reveal what he knew about me, or that I was somehow involved with the Russian mafia, and all of that would go straight to Lucas and be very difficult to explain.But a fleeting thought crossed my mind: Olivia just spoke, and she just spoke in Russian... which means..."What a problem, I mistook her for someone, that's all," said Damian, with an arrogant attitude."You don't go, you point a gun at someone's face and speak to them in another language if you're not sure," retorted Ian."Where the hell do you speak Russian?" demanded Sebastian.Damian, however, said nothing more, no matter how many questions were asked of him, he simply remained as if it were something unimportant and minimized everything that had happened as a simple "mistake".Th

I felt lost, I didn't know what to think about what I had just heard. And worse than that, I felt terribly bad, knowing everything Sebastian had been through, and yet my heart burned knowing that he was married and madly in love with that woman, so much so that he was willing to defy his mother and the world.The silence settled, and I was stunned. Sebastian's intense gaze only served to send shivers down my spine.As if we'd both forgotten all about civility, we continued drinking straight from the bottle, one sip after another, until it was too late and we were both too drunk to send Sebastian home.He lay down on the sofa, seemingly completely regretting everything he'd said. I felt incredibly conflicted about what was happening, especially considering my wedding was just a week away. Every day it was getting closer and closer.I went to sleep and had a dream I could barely remember.I woke up with a splitting headache and couldn't quite recall what had happened last night. I tried