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“Close your eyes,” Preston said, his voice soft but firm as he guided me down the hallway
“Preston,” I laughed, trying to peek. “What are you doing?”
“No peeking.” he said, his hand gently covering my eyes. “I mean it.”
I sighed, letting him lead me blindly, my curiosity growing by the second. The sound of soft music drifted through the air, and the faint scent of candles tickled my nose.
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“Okay,” he said. “You can open them now.”
I opened my eyes and gasped
The dining room had been transformed Fairy lights draped across the ceiling, casting a warm golden glow. A table for two sat in the center of the room, adorned with candles and roses. Soft music played in the background,
and the atmosphere felt like something out of a dream.
“Preston,” I whispered, turning to him.
you!
He smiled, his eyes full of warmth. “Do you like it?”
“It’s perfect,” I said, tears welling in my eyes.
He pulled out a chair for me, gesturing for me to sit. “I wanted to do something special for you. For us. I’m sorry for forgetting you, but I swear my heart will never forget about you.”
The dinner was intimate and perfect.
We laughed and talked, sharing stories and memories that felt even sweeter now that Preston had regained his He leaned in often, his hand brushing against mine, his gaze never leaving my face.
As the night wore on, the mood turned more serious.
“I’ve been thinking a lot about the baby we lost,” Preston said softly, his voice heavy with emotion
I reached across the table, taking his hand in mine. “Preston, I think about it too. But we can’t change what
happened. What matters is that we’re here now, together.”
He nodded, squeezing my hand. “You’re right. And I promise, Zoe–whatever happens next, I’ll be here. I won’t let anything happen to us.”
That night, as we lay in bed, I turned to Preston, my heart full.
He brushed a strand of hair from my face, his fingers lingering against my cheek
“I don’t think I’ve ever loved anyone the way I love you,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.
I smiled, leaning into his touch. “You’ve made me feel loved in ways I never thought possible”
He kissed me then, slow and tender, his hands roaming down my back as he pulled me closer.
The world melted away as we lost ourselves in each other, our love reaffirmed with every touch and whisper.
The next morning, I woke to the feeling of Preston’s arms around me
“Good morning,” he murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep.
“Good morning,” I replied, turning to face him.
He smiled, brushing his lips against my forehead. “How do you feel?”
“Happy.” I said simply.
His grin widened, and he kissed me again, lingering for a moment before finally getting out of bed.
Later that afternoon, we received a call from Alestair
“You’re not going to believe this,” he said, excitement lacing his voice
“What is it?” Preston asked, putting the call on speaker so I could hear.
“I found her,” Alestair said. “The woman who ran the orphanage where I grew up. She remembered everything. Preston. Turns out, we were separated because our parents had a fight. They gave me up, and they never came back.
It’s sad but at least, I have you now.”
Preston was quiet for a moment, processing the information until finally he spoke. “I’m sorry you have to live like that but it’s okay now, we’ll make up for lost time, Alestair. I promise.”
A week later, we attended Alestair and Candice’s wedding
The ceremony was beautiful, filled with joy and laughter. Watching Preston and Alestair together, I felt a sense of peace knowing they had finally found each other.
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“You know,” I said to Preston as we danced under the stars, “you’re a really good brother.”
He grinned. “And you’re a pretty great wife.”
The happiness didn’t end there.
We received word that Madison had been transferred to a mental health facility instead of staying in prison. Her mind had unraveled completely after everything she had done.
“I don’t feel sorry for her,” Preston admitted when we heard the news.
“Neither do I,” I said honestly. “But I feel at peace knowing she can’t hurt us anymore
He nodded, pulling me into his arms. “We’re finally free, Zoe,”
A few weeks later, I woke up feeling strange. My stomach churned, and I rushed to the bathroom, nausea hitting
me in waves
Preston found me there. “Zoe, are you okay?”
I nodded slowly, a realization dawning on me.
“Preston,” I said, looking up at him “I think… I think I’m pregnant‘
His eyes widened, and a smile broke across his face. “Are you serious?”
I nodded, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Preston knelt in front of me, his hands resting on my stomach. “This time,” he said softly, “I promise our baby will be safe. I won’t let anything happen to you or them.”
I smiled through my tears, knowing deep in my heart that this time, everything would be okay.
