All Chapters of FAKE HUSBAND, REAL TWIN: Chapter 61 - Chapter 67

Sarah's POVNora’s question pierced the air, so direct and innocent it left me momentarily frozen. I turned to her, my heart hammering as I saw her big, curious eyes staring at Adrian.Adrian looked equally stunned, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out."Nora…" I began softly, trying to regain control of the moment, but she wasn’t finished."Because Emma said people who live together are married," she continued, her voice tinged with confusion. "And you and my Mommy live together. So are you my Daddy?"The weight of her words hit me like a freight train. It was a question I’d known would come eventually, but I hadn’t expected it so soon—or for her to ask it so casually like she was talking about the weather.Adrian cleared his throat, his usual composure faltering. "Nora, I—""Sweetheart," I interjected, placing a hand on Nora’s shoulder. "Remember when we talked about how every family is different? Not all mommies and daddies are married o

Sarah's POV I breathed in deeply as the memories of that night came rushing back. "It was when Nora was three years old," I began. "I had just gained admission to study part-time at the university, and I was staying with Tasha at the time." I paused and glanced at Adrian. His gaze was focused on me as he listened intently. "Tasha was still a nursing student at the time and was away on a night shift, leaving Nora and I alone at home."I felt a sob clawing its way up my throat as I continued. "I had just put Nora to bed when someone picked the lock and forced their way in. Turns out it was my ex.""Nora's dad?" He asked, his eyes a silent comfort. I nodded in response. "He had just been released from jail earlier that day and he managed to track me down."I flinched as I remembered how when I had refused to follow him, Michael had thrown me against the wall and punched me in the guts. It was that sight Nora woke up to. Adrian's jaw tightened as I spoke, his hands clenched into fis

Sarah’s POVThe faint hum of coffee machines and the quiet chatter of customers had been my background for most of the day. The cafe had been my haven, a place to work and let my thoughts roam freely. I had spent hours drafting ideas for my new freelance position and working on my new article, a sense of accomplishment warming my chest.As the day waned, I glanced at my watch. I needed to get home early enough to prepare for the dinner Adrian had promised. A soft smile tugged at my lips as I gathered my things. Dinner as a family—it was such a simple thing, yet it filled me with a warmth I hadn’t felt in years.By the time I got home, Nora was already playing in the living room, her laughter echoing through the house. “Mommy!” she called, running toward me.“Hey, sweetheart,” I said, bending down to scoop her up. “Let’s get you all dressed up for dinner, okay?”Her eyes sparkled. “What should I wear? Something sparkly?”I laughed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Something ni