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“There is something I want to show you,” Rowan tells me as he walks into the guest bedroom.
I
I was already done feeding Iris, and now she was fast asleep. Quickly but gently, I pull my nipple from her
mouth and cover up. Rowan is my husband. He has seen me naked hundreds of times, yet this felt
different for some reason, especially with his eyes trained on my breast.
“They’re darker than I remember,” he mumbles, almost to himself.
“What?”
“You’re nipples”
I chuckle nervously, but don’t say a word. This is the first time Rowan has ever said anything about my body. I don’t know what to say or how to react to that.
Even on the rare occasion when we had S**, he managed to detach himself completely from the process. You see in the romance novels where the male lead worships the female lead’s body? Or where he is
really verbal about how S**y her body is? I never got that after Rowan and I got married.
It wasn’t bad, and at least I got off, even if it wasn’t earth–shattering, but I just always wanted more, you know? With Rowan, it is more like ‘wham bam, thank you, ma’am. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he would
jump in the shower the minute he pulled out of me. It’s like he couldn’t wait to get my scent from his skin. After the shower, he would either go to the office to work or leave the house entirely.
There were no cuddles. No kisses. No soft touches or caresses. No sweet or dirty talk. Our S** was just
that: S**. Swift, formulaic, and completely unromantic.
The only time I got what novels always talk about was when we first slept together and he thought I was
I
Emma. That was a long time ago. And over the years, he has proven that he isn’t a bad S**ual partner; it’s
just me he didn’t want.
“Are you ready to see what I have to show?” he asks.
I shake my head, pulling myself away from the memories. I mean, it’s probably been months since we last slept together.
“Yes, sure”
I
I didn’t want to leave Iris in the guest room, so I carry her with me.
He leads us out of the room and towards the stairs.
wanted to ask where my ring is.” I ask.
It was cheap, but it was still mine. When we got married, there weren’t any rings. Rowan didn’t see a reason for them. I did though. I was a married woman and people needed to know that. I got myself a cheap one from a store and wore it since. Rowan never wanted one so he didn’t wear one.
“They took it off when you arrived at the hospital, but it got lost somewhere in their storage.”
I don’t say a thing. I mean, it’s a normal occurrence. I will just get another one later.
“Here we are,” he says, stopping outside one of the many bedrooms.
He slowly opens the room, and I gasp.
“I know you would probably prefer if Iris sleeps in the master bedroom, but I thought it wouldn’t hurt to
have one of her own.”
It was a baby girl’s haven. The room was adorned with soft shades of pink and lilac. The walls were at
gentle pink blush, and different Disney princesses adorned them. Delicate lilac curtains swayed in the
evening breeze, and plush, rosy carpet covered the floor.
The crib sat in the middle and was draped in pastel bedding in hues of lavender, with a charming ceiling
mobile dangling above. Next to it was a comfortable–looking rocking chair. To the far left was a white
changing table with different animated cartoons drawn on it, and next to it was a baby pink wardrobe.
There were also shelves adorned with adorable stuffed animals and storybooks, and on the floor were all
manner of toys.
“Do you like it?”
“Oh my god, this is so beautiful. Thank you so much”
I
Mindful of Iris, and without really thinking, I hug him. I expected him to push me away like he normally would, but I’m surprised when he reciprocates the hug.
I don’t know how and why he would do all this for another man’s child when he hated me so much, but I am thankfully none the less.
I let go of him and step away. “When did you arrange this?”
“A few weeks ago. I wanted to help Noah take his mind off you and Iris being in the hospital, so I came up with the idea to prepare a room for Iris.”
Synopsis
Ava: Nine years ago I did something terrible. it wasn’t one of my best moments but I saw an opportunity to have the guy I’ve loved since I was a young girl and I took it. Fast forward to years later and I’m tired of living in a loveless marriage. I want to free both of us from a marriage that should never have taken place. They say if you love something…. It was time to let him go. I know he’ll never love me and that I’ll never be his choice. His heart will always belong to Her and despite my sins, I deserve to be loved. Rowan: Nine years ago, I was so in love I could barely see right. I ruined it when I made the worst mistake of my life and in the process I lost the love of my life. I knew I had to step up in my responsibility and so I did, with an unwanted wife. With the wrong woman. Now she has once again flipped my life by divorcing me. To make matters even more complicated, the love of my life is back in town. Now the only question is, who is the right woman? Is it the girl I fell head over heels in love with years ago? or is it my ex wife, the woman I never wanted but had to marry?
