The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian) novel Chapter 89

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I know I messed up by keeping her waiting, but my tar**s wasn’t
intentional. I was out with my teammates to celebrate the beginning of the season, and I lost track of time. By the time my eyes landed on the clock at the diner we were at, I realized that I was already forty-five minutes late.
I already had my alarm set to ring by six, but whe
set to ring by six, but whe checked my phone, I realized that it was dead. I don’t know Rosie’s phone number by heart, so I couldn’t use any of the guys’ phones to call her.
I quickly ordered the pizza and made sure to order her favorites, hoping they could make her forgive me faster, but by the look on her face, I don’t think she is going to forgive me any time soon.
“Can I please explain?” I say, looking at her.
“There’s nothing you need to explain. Just go to your apartment, Silas.” She is about to close the door, but I stop it from closing with my foot.
“I didn’t mean to keep you waiting. My phone died and I lost track of time. I was with my teammates. We were celebrating the new season,” I give her details, hoping she may forgive me.
“I don’t care, Silas. I have already eaten, so please leave,” she tells me coldly. No, I don’t like it when Rosie is cold to me. I want her to fight with me. I want her to scold me for keeping her waiting.
“I’m really sorry, Rosie. Please let me make it up to you,” I plead with her.
“The only good thing you can do now is leave,” she insists, and my shoulders. fall in frustration. What can I do to make her forgive me?
“Can you at least take one of the pizzas? I got your favorites. Chicken ranch without jalapeno and pepperoni,” I say.
“No, thank you. I’m not hungry,” she insists. “Can you please leave?” Not wanting to upset her more than she already is, I just nod and move away from the doorframe. She doesn’t waste time and closes the door the moment I
move away.
I don’t know what I can do to make her give me another chance. I truly didn’t
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mean to ruin whatever friendship that was blossoming between us. I don’t. understand why whenever I take a step forward with her, something bad. happens and makes me take a couple of steps back. Why am I never destined to have a chance with her?
I go back downstairs and hand one of the pizzas to the two security guards. I won’t be able to eat the two of them and they surely deserve it more than I do.
I make my way back to my apartment and cat on my own… wish I could have looked at the clock earlier. It’s just that I haven’t seen the guys in almost two months and 1 lost track of time.
When I learned from Dad by total chance that Julian and Emily bought a new apartment for Rosie close to the campus, I told Mum that I wanted to move to the same building. No, I’m not a stalker. I just want to be close to her. I want. her to look at me differently. I’m done being the guy who annoys her. I want to be the one who takes care of and cherishes her.
I plug my phone into the charger and wait for it to come back to life. I wonder how many times she has called me. I groan in frustration when I imagine her waiting for me, thinking that I ignored her on purpose.
I keep messing things up with Rosie to the point that I don’t know how her parents may accept me as her boyfriend if luck decides to be on my side and she ends up giving me a chance.
sit on my grey couch as I look through my phone. She tried to call me five times. Five freaking times! Why couldn’t I make sure that my phone was charged? I have never cared about having my phone charged, but maybe I should start caring, so I could avoid something like that in the future with Rosie. That is, if she allows me to be in her life.
I try to prevent myself from messaging her, but I fail and end up sending her a text, apologizing for what I did.
I look around my apartment and realize how different our apartments are. Hers is all white and a light shade of pink with a few beige objects here and there. Mine is a mixture of grey, white, and dark blue. Of course, Rosie would. choose light colors. The girl is a palette of happy, girly colors and I love that about her. I love the aura of happiness she brings with her wherever she goes. She is a bundle of joy and I want her to be my bundle of joy.
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It’s the first day of college and while part of me is excited for the new football season, another part is still bummed about what happened with Rosie. It’s been two days and she hasn’t talked to me. I haven’t seen her either.
I told my mum about what happened, hoping she could help me out, but all she said was I should give Rosie time. As if I can do anything se.
When I reach the parking lot, I spot Rosie there too. She looks adorable in her baby-blue top and white pants.
“Hey, Rosie,” I say. I’m glad that our parking spots are opposite one another. “Good luck on your first day.”
“Thanks.” She offers me a small smile.
“Let me know if you need anything, okay?” I tell her. If she wants me to do anything for you, I will do it in a heartbeat.
“Okay.” She nods. “Thanks again.” She gets in her white convertible Mercedes. Even her car suits her personality.
At least, she replied. This means that she doesn’t entirely hate me for what I have done. I get in my car too and drive to a café around to get myself something to eat and drink for breakfast
Surprisingly, when I step inside, I find Rosie there too. Maybe this is my chance to make it up to her. But how can I do that?
She’s standing in line like me and there are two people between us. I take a deep breath and stand right beside her.
“If I buy you breakfast, will you forgive me? I swear I didn’t keep you waiting on purpose,” I apologize for probably the fifth time.
“What makes you think that I cannot buy my own breakfast?” She folds her arms over her chest as she looks at me.
“Oh Rosie, I’m aware that you’re more than capable of buying your own breakfast, but consider this an olive branch,” I say. She seems to be in a good mood, which means that she could forgive me. “Come on, Rosie. I want to
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know more about your bookish world.”
“Even if I forgive you, Silas, I won’t tell soon. You gotta work for it,” she replies.
“Fine by me. I will take whatever I can g
“You can buy me breakfast, Silas.” The s my notice and it is by far the best thing day so far.