The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian) novel Chapter 161

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Chapter 161 

I know I made a huge mistake and I need to make up for it. I don’t know how to fix what I have ruined, but there must be something I can do to make it up to Rosie. 

This isn’t my first time to stand her up, but I understand quite well that this time is the worst, because this is her first time to not sleep in our bed. Something about not finding her in our bed made my heart shake with fear. I’m used to seeing her small figure in our huge bed, balled up and covered with our beige duvet. 

I looked for her in all the guestrooms. When I opened the door to the one closest to our bedroom and didn’t find her, my heart raced, thinking that she wasn’t home. I found her in the furthest guestroom. I was relieved to find her still in the house, but not seeing her in our bed like I’m used to felt awful. 

My heart sank when I saw the dinner she had prepared for us. She made my favorite dish, but I let it all go to waste because of my stupidity and forgetfulness. She reminded me of the dinner she had planned for us a day before, yet I don’t understand how I managed to ruin it all. 

I told myself I would go out with the guys for a while and then make it back home on time. But I didn’t make it back on time. I stayed until late as we shared pints of beer and recounted stories. I made it home around one in the morning and the first thing I noticed upon walking inside our house was the turned–on lights of the dining room that we barely use. 

I didn’t go to sleep without boxing whatever could be boxed of the food and placing it in the refrigerator, not wanting a meal she made with love to go to waste. I know that cleaning up is not enough to make it up to her, but it’s the least I can do. 

Today, I have woken up early because I don’t know if she’s going to work from home or plans on going to the office, but I have woken up early enough to catch her in both cases. 

I have made her breakfast and I’m hoping with everything in me that it can pave the way for apologizing for what I have done. I wasn’t planning on waking up early since I slept late and I have a charity event to attend with my team today, but the mess I have made must be fixed and nobody should fix it but me. 

Eventually, the moment I’m scared of comes and I find Rosie in front of me. She is all dressed up, and ready to go out. She doesn’t even acknowledge me and this is enough to make the fear inside of me grow. What did I expect? Did I expect her to kiss me upon seeing me when I bailed on her last night? Did I expect her to jump in my arms? 

“Good morning,” I say, looking at her. She stays silent and I look down, already giving in to the idea that she’s going to give me the silent treatment. But then she murmurs an almost audible ‘morning‘ 

“I made us breakfast,” I tell her hesitantly, unsure of her reaction! 

“I’m having breakfast with Kendall,” she says, without looking at me, I don’t think she’s looking for something in her bag; she’s probably avoiding my gaze. 

“You can invite Kendall to have breakfast with us. I think all of this is enough for three people,” I suggest. 

“I don’t want to have breakfast with you, Silas,” she bluntly informs me. I know I deserve this, but this doesn’t make her words hurt any less. 

“Rosie, can we please talk?” I request, but the look on her face is an adequate answer. “I’m so sorry for standing you up. Let me make it up to you.” I take a couple of steps towards her, but she moves back. 

“I need space, Silas.” Her heavy sigh tells me that she is already loaded with stress and that taking a step back is a wise decision. Something about those four words makes my heart stop for a moment. I don’t understand what she means by space. Does that mean that she wants me to leave the house for a while? Does she want to leave for a while? 

I want her to talk to me. I don’t want this silent treatment. I want her to fight with me and let out all the pent–up negative energy she has inside of her because of me: 

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“Can I take you out for dinner?” I ask, not wanting to entirely give up. I also try to ignore the whole space thing, because it includes many possibilities and I’m trying to ignore the worst ones. 

“Then what? Wait for you all night only for you to bail out on me?” She bitterly throws what I have done at my face. 

“I won’t do it, I promise,” I quickly say. She stares at me, not saying anything. I hate that I can’t read her mind. If there’s anything she wants me to do to make it up to her, I will do it in a heartbeat, but I know that she won’t say anything. “I will wait for you here, okay? If you feel like having dinner with me, you’ll find me waiting for you.” 

She nods at me but keeps her silence before leaving the house. I have a feeling she is going to make it hard for me to earn her forgiveness, but I don’t mind going the extra mile for her. 

Lately, I have gotten a lot busier than I used to be. Between the games I play, training, attending events, and spending time with my teammates, I barely find time to spend with Rosie and this is upsetting her. She has everything right to be upset. 

I take a deep breath and sit down, munching on the breakfast I made. I don’t know what I’m supposed to tell her to make her forgive me, but Rosie has a big heart. She’s not going to stay mad at me forever. 

After finishing breakfast and cleaning the dishes, I make my way to our bedroom and take a quick shower before getting dressed. This charity event is quite important and we all must attend. As far as I know, it won’t take more than a couple of hours, so this will give me enough time to get Rosie a nice bouquet of flowers and pass by her favorite place to get us dinner. 

I arrive at where the event is and walk inside the venue. We’re here to support kids who suffer from cancer. Today, we’re going to hang out with them for a while, then we’re going to have a late lunch or an early dinner. As far as I know, we will be done by 5:00 PM. 

We’re also going to have a friendly game with another team and all of the profits of the tickets will go to this organization. It’s going to be in exactly a month and the children are really excited. 

I try to give to charity as much as I can, but as I look at these children, it pains me to see that money isn’t enough to help them out. Some of them are in the late stages, so it’s sadly only a matter of time for them. At least I can contribute to making the time they have left good 

“You’re my role model! I want to be a great football player like you when I grow up!” a child who cannot be older than ten years old excitedly tells me as I sign the t–shirt he hands me. 

“I’m sure you’re going to be better than me.” I give him a nice smile. 

“Man, can I talk to you for a second?” my teammate and new best friend, Mateo, calls for me. 

Unfortunately, Knox no longer lives in California as he moved to Colorado a year and a half ago, because he received a good offer from a team there. Mateo is the first person I got close to when I first joined the team and when Knox moved away, our friendship got stronger. 

Rosie and I are going to Colorado in seven months to attend Knox and Sabrina’s wedding. As a gift, Rosie is already working on Sabrina’s wedding dress. Sabrina’s family still lives in California and she lives between Colorado and California for the time being since her job allows her to travel. 

“What’s going on?” I ask, approaching him. 

“I can’t make up my mind,” he tells me as he shows me his phone screen. “Which one is better?” he asks. He shows me pictures of two rings that may seem identical when you first look at them, but on looking closely, there’s a slight difference between them.