Calliope pointed to the photo on the desk.
“How long ago was this?” she asked.
“It’s been years,” Silas replied. “I was leaving my grandfather’s place that day, and just happened to see you.”
He smiled, voice gentle. “You were standing under the flowers, and honestly, you looked far prettier than the blossoms themselves. I watched you for a bit—you never even noticed me—so I took that picture.”
He grew quieter, almost wistful. “All I could think was, how could someone be so lovely?” He paused. “But that lovely girl wasn’t mine.”
“So you took my picture without telling me?” Calliope looked up, meeting his eyes. “Then why didn’t you ever show it to me?”
Silas’s gaze turned solemn. “Well… you were Gideon’s girlfriend then. Didn’t feel quite right, keeping a photo of you.”
Calliope considered this, silent for a moment. It made sense.
She started to rise from her chair, but Silas stopped her. “Sit as long as you like—I want you right there.”
He turned and fetched another chair for himself. Once he’d pulled it up beside her, he sat and got back to work, his desk now shared.
“Callie,” he said, glancing over, “hang tight just a little longer, okay? Let me finish up and we’ll go get dinner together.”
“If you get bored, you can always mess around on your phone a bit.”
He spoke to her with a playful, protective tenderness that made her feel cherished.
Calliope watched him and nodded, feeling strangely content.
Silas was always like this—gracious, attentive, gentle. He cared for people in ways that went beyond the obvious, always keenly aware of what someone else might need, even before they did.
She just didn’t know how much longer this would last.
She remembered saying, back when they married, that he could walk away any time he wished—she only needed a little help.
But after all this time, the comfort of his presence had quietly become part of her life. She was used to his kindness, his warmth; the thought of losing it made her chest ache.
Still, she understood how things worked. She knew she’d never compete with the woman he’d kept in his heart—the one who came before. She wasn’t blind to reality; love couldn't be forced.



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Oh wrestling expert ey? So is this Khamzat Chimaev or Shavkat Rakhmonov? Because Khabib's would be too haram....
Oh no. Million is just mix of Conor McGregor, Islam Makhachev, Mike Tyson, Max Holloway, Anderson Silva... I bet he lands 5sec flying knees like Jorge Masvidal too. Oh nope, 1sec knees. And has faster left hooks than Alex Pereira. Definitely would win UFC championship in every weight division including women. Poor Zhang Weili....
Okay so.... Million is now from East. Arctic wolf from East, modified genetically so he can manage his own Instagram and probably also box like Mike Tyson and snapping left hooks like Alex Pereira....
This is starting to be the same twister of abilities as Cassandra Yates and Tiffany. But question is, why the hell Silas can't just open his mouth and tell Caliope that she's the one whom he has in his heart. He would prevent a lot of misunderstanding. Seems like despite capability of talking with modified arctic wolf, she's not like telepathic....
Oh no, so FL is again another hidden genius with both hemispheres working on hundreds... Ffffuuuu. Cassandra Yates and Tiffany were already enough, ughugh. And Tiffany was even more exaggerated than Cassandra....
That's weird, in the first chapters there was said that her bio parents and bros doteď on Caliope but then they adopted Lisette, but this chapter suddenly says otherwise. Did author forget what he wrote?...
I REALLLYYY REALLLYYYY REALLYYYYYY WANT TO SLAP THE 3 BROTHERS WHENEVER THEY OPEN THEIR MOUTH !!! AND THEIR MOM !!!...
Why has this not been updated ?? there were 5 more chapters which was released and it has not been updated.. Please do update on regular basis......