The billionaire daughter had everything except him / Chapter 5 A PROMISE UNSPOKEN [PREMIUM] | 45.45%pte
f his life understandin
knew how to repair broken hinges and faulty wiring before he ever learned how to
ella walk
nothing felt s
e had seen enough to understand the distance between them. The car that occasionally waited at the
e who had never neede
him on that old wooden bench,
t him as if
at unsettle
or repairs, women who spoke to him without learning his na
bella s
worn s
ughness of
ence in their
She remembered details. She
xposed in ways he
d their conversations in his mind. Every laugh. Every shift in her expression.
urrounded by everyt
ll people, become th
rustration and wonder tang
ight to fee
t to wa
omething inside him expanded - some
o
he arrived at the pa
a coincidence. That he
knew th
s wai
he path, sunlight catching in her hair, his br
d when sh
lone made the wa
significant at first. The weather. A book she had recentl
ary conversation, som
mself studying
ugh carefully choosing honesty over convenience. The way her
but he was even more dr
iet," she obser
nking," h
bo
esit
ly you fit int
dangerous
don't want
out how strange it is
ad slightly. "Str
"Strange in a way tha
ingered be
ntio
ble force had nudged
destiny. Life had taught him that effort mattered more
of her again t
feeling of reaching
dreams yet. They felt too int
e unease
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est ti
nswered before he
om discomfort, but from th
f to look away brief
part that f
Not the potential disapproval wait
ntensity of
n before. Brief sparks
as not
felt
ed into a story al
awing his attention back to h
sidere
he chos
someone like you would choose to
together. "So
, self-conscious smile. "You belong i
opped
are about that?"
erve more than w
s tasted
closing the space he ha
she said gently but firmly. "And you don't
tartled by the conv
continued, softer now. "
settled heavi
a
simpl
lt like a
ift inside him then - no
control wea
ld control
loya
r father, her family, or anyone else tried t
had to st
and slowly, giving h
di
his naturally, as if the gest
l understood somethin
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he was fragil
elt like the most certai
stepping into battles h
ificing more than he
ow what the
d at him, he felt alive in a way
in his life, survival
somethin
d her ha
ter th

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