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Chapter 93: A game of chess
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The Wife Swap Chapter 94: Unwanted confessions
Ashley’s POVThe air in the house had grown tense over the past few days, thick with unspoken words and lingering tension. I found myself avoiding Andreas at every opportunity, slipping into different rooms, burying myself in tasks, or simply finding excuses to stay out of sight. It felt easier that way, safer. After all, it was for the best, wasn’t it? Keeping my distance meant fewer chances for awkward encounters, fewer chances to get tangled up in whatever this mess between us had become.Last night, I’d been curled up in the living room, pretending to read, when Andreas walked in. I could feel him before I saw him, the air between us crackling with tension. He cleared his throat awkwardly, and I reluctantly looked up.“The gala’s tomorrow,” he said, his voice flat, though his eyes seemed to study my reaction. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”I hesitated, searching for the right words. A part of me wanted to stay hidden, to avoid the public eye and any further entanglem
The Wife Swap Chapter 95: Sister or stranger
Ashley’s POVI felt the weight of Thomas’s revelation settle heavily on my chest, the implications of Ashton’s activities suffocating me. My breaths quickened, and I glanced into my water glass, searching for answers in the rippling surface. How long had they been seeing each other? Out of all people, Ashton had chosen to be involved with her brother-in-law? I remembered how Thomas had looked at me every time we were in the same room and how I had always hoped I was mistaken—that I was being paranoid. How many more messes would I have to clean up before this charade was over?“Look, I just think it’s important for us to be honest with each other,” Thomas said, his matter-of-fact tone pulling me out of my thoughts. “I don’t want to end things between us before they’ve really begun.”I blinked at him, my thoughts racing at how he looked so relaxed by this. “You don’t feel sorry for Amarinth?” I blurted out, disbelief and frustration bubbling inside me. “We are both married!”A shadow cr
The Wife Swap Chapter 96: Divided by secrets
Ashley’s POVAs the car pulled away from the restaurant, I leaned my head back against the seat, closing my eyes for a moment to collect myself. The weight of the day pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. Thomas’s words, the confessions, the insinuations—it all stirred together, leaving me feeling utterly out of control.And then there was Ashton. My sister. My other half, or at least she used to be. I couldn’t wrap my head around it—her affair with Thomas, the secrets she had kept. How much more was I going to discover about her life? How had we become so distant that she’d hidden something this monumental from me?Growing up, Ashton had always been the daring one, the one who spoke her mind and pushed boundaries. I remembered us as kids, playing by the old oak tree in our backyard. Ashton had always been the leader, coming up with wild adventures and pulling me into her schemes. Even when I hesitated, worried about getting caught or breaking a rule, she’d flash that mischie
The Wife Swap Chapter 97: The dress fitting
Ashley’s POVAs we stared at each other, the tension between Andreas and me grew heavier with each breath, suffocating—the kind of weight that wrapped around my chest and made it hard to breathe. I could feel him watching me out of the corner of my eye, and it sent a prickle of discomfort and anticipation across my skin.He finally broke the silence. “How did your appointment go?” His voice was casual, but an edge crept in, as if he was trying too hard to keep it neutral.I glanced at him, searching for any sign that he might know—any hint about Ashton’s affair with Thomas. But as usual, Andreas was unreadable. His expression was controlled, his gaze steady as he waited for my answer.Part of me wanted to ask outright. Did you know your wife was having an affair? But I swallowed the words back. Even if he knew, what would it change? Their marriage was nothing more than a contract—bound by obligation, not affection.As I opened my mouth to bring up the affair—about Ashton’s choices and
The Wife Swap Chapter 98: A delicate dance
Ashley’s POVMy stomach twisted at his offer. It felt like a strange blend of necessity and forced interaction, the two of us trapped in this uncomfortable dynamic. “Are you sure you want to?” I asked cautiously, a part of me dreading the thought of being so close to him while we were still caught in this tension.“Why not?” he replied, his gaze unwavering as it met mine. The intensity in his eyes sent a shiver down my spine. “Let’s just get this over with.”I nodded, feeling the weight of his words settle between us, thickening the air. There was a strange formality to our interaction, a reminder that while we were physically present with each other, we were still worlds apart emotionally.As Andreas moved closer to assist with the dress, the heat radiating from him was a stark contrast to the coldness that had enveloped us for so long. His fingers brushed against the fabric as he adjusted the straps, and I had to fight the urge to lean away. This was supposed to be a simple task, ye
The Wife Swap Chapter 99: A truce
Ashley’s POVThe drive from the boutique to the restaurant was mercifully short, a blessing that spared us any further awkwardness. I focused on the city passing by, trying to ignore the tension radiating from the seat beside me.As we pulled into the restaurant's parking lot, Andreas turned off the engine and reached for a jacket hanging on the back seat. “Here,” he said, sliding it on over my shoulders. “It might get chilly on the rooftop.”I blinked in surprise, instinctively wrapping the fabric tighter around myself. “Thanks,” I mumbled, surprised by how comforting the gesture felt, despite the unresolved strain between us.We stepped out of the car, and I followed him to the entrance, my heart racing as I took in the atmosphere. As we walked through the dimly lit lobby, I could feel a faint chill in the air, a reminder that autumn was creeping in.When we reached the rooftop, the view of the city was breathtaking. The skyline sparkled against the twilight, and I couldn’t help but
The Wife Swap Chapter 100: A step closer
Ashley’s POVAs we finished our meal, a comfortable silence settled around us, and I found myself grateful for this moment—one where we weren’t arguing or avoiding each other. But deep down, the reality loomed like a shadow. I had feelings for him that wouldn’t just vanish with a friendly dinner and a few kind words.The waiter cleared our plates, and I glanced at Andreas again, trying to memorize the contours of his face—the way his smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the warmth radiating from him. I wanted to savor this moment for as long as I could, knowing that the night would eventually come to an end and that if all things worked out, I would probably never have the opportunity to sit in front of him like this again.The drive back to the house felt like a blur. City lights streamed by outside the window, but my thoughts consumed me. I replayed our conversations, searching for meaning in every word he had said.When we arrived, I stepped out of the car, my heart racing slig
The Wife Swap Chapter 101:Goodnight
As we stepped out of the studio and back into the bedroom, I stole a glance at Andreas, my heart still racing from both our conversation and the portrait he’d painted of me.Why had he confided in me tonight? Not that I minded—if anything, I hated that knowing more about him now only made it harder to convince myself that moving on was the right thing to do. And then there was the painting. What had gone through his mind when he created that? His gestures told me one thing, while his words had been painfully clear.The silence between us felt different now, layered with a meaning I wasn’t sure how to navigate.“Um, is everything set for tomorrow?” I asked, breaking the quiet as we entered the living room. I tried to sound casual, but even I could hear the strain in my voice.Andreas shrugged, his tone light. “I hope so. I know I’ve said this already, but thank you for agreeing to come tomorrow, even if it means pretending for one more night.”“One more night.” The words tasted bitter
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