The Stand In Wife's Revenge novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Slowly I opened my eyes and blinked at the gentle light coming in through the drapes. I felt cozy and protected by the blankets and for a while I didnt want to move. It was one of those mornings when you wake up unsure of how you got there but the comforting surroundings reassure you that youre safe.

The bed was tucked neatly around me and the gentle smell of clean sheets filled my nostrils as I moved a little. Something fluttering in my chest was the sensation of being tucked in like this cared for.

The bedside table caught my attention just as I was ready to return to the comfort of the bed. Scrambled eggs toast and a hot cup of coffee made up the breakfast that was arranged on a little tray and smelled inviting and fresh.

I was reminded by my growling stomach that I hadnt eaten since the previous evening. A little note that was lying next to the tray however drew my attention more than the food.

“Good morning, Ava. I hope you had a good nights sleep. If you need anything I’ll be here. Alexander.”

As I read the note a tiny smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. Despite being straightforward it had a warmth that lightened my chest. It meant more to me than words could express that Alexander had taken care of me.

I felt the weight of drowsiness leaving my limbs as I stretched and rubbed my eyes. Although my body hurt it felt good as

if I had taken a long nap. Just before I got up I noticed something that made my stomach turn. The document. The journal. It appeared to have been haphazardly placed on the tiny desk where it sat.

Oh no. I didnt remember to give it back to Fiona last night. I had been engrossed in the emotional roller coaster the flashbacks and everything that had transpired. I just realized that the journal was still present.

My heart pounding I scurried to my feet and grabbed the journal. I couldnt allow Alexander to see it not right now. shouldnt have suspected that I was keeping something from him. I wasnt embarrassed by the journal.

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With all the secrets it might contain and the things Fiona had written about that I wasnt prepared to handle I simply. didnt want to make things more difficult. Hoping Alexander hadnt noticed yet I hastily pushed the file under the bed. The extent of my panic was a bit absurd but there was something too intimate and delicate about that journal.

It represented a portion of Fionas life which was still cloaked in mystery and doubt. I paused gasping for air after I had succeeded in pushing the file out of sight. I was still acclimating to the notion of mental secrets and things concealed beneath the surface.

fatigue that was beginning I wasnt yet prepared to confront them all though. Not right now. Blinking to avoid the sudden to return I yawned and stretched once more. I sensed it as I briefly closed my eyes: piercing memories that flickered behind my eyelids like pieces of a movie reel.

After hearing laughter and seeing faces I experienced a brief sensation of warmth that soon turned to cold. The memories

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Chapter 91

Viaoes at | engine and those that are far away overlap and revethetate in my head I couldst make sense: od-ti糖

Though hey all en close and real. I could hear a breeze rustling through the trees and the sound of wang

wangperature felt like summer

Although could feel the sun on my skin the laughter that went with it was far away and fading. I felt the roughness of the ground beneath me as I walked my bare feet against the soft grass. Then the picture changed in an instant and I found

myself in a corridor • long dim cornador.

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