The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

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"This doesn't look virgin to me. Give it a go," I tell him, setting the drink on the bar. He hesitatingly takes a sip from the drink and his eyes go wide upon realizing that the drink contains alcohol. "You were about to ruin twenty-two days of sobriety for me!" I hiss before storming away. The only thing that preventsfrom picking a fight with that moron is the fact that this is my best friend's wedding and the last thing I want to do is cause a scene.

"Silas." I hear Rosie's voice, makingstop walking. Currently, I'm outside the venue, attempting to calm myself down. Had it not been for Rosie, I would have drunk the alcoholic beverage and ruined the twenty-two days of sobriety I managed to complete. Does she believe that I didn't order the alcoholic drink? Did that asshole ruin any chance I had with her? "Are you okay?" she asks, bringing herself to stand in front of me.

"I will be eventually, but I'm just angry," I tell her. She looks concerned, makingfeel like she truly wants to make sure that I'm all right. "You do know that I didn't order an alcoholic drink, right?" I feel the need to tell her that. I don't want her to think that I intended to fool her. I need her to believe that I never intended to lie to her. I'm trying to make amends with her, so I'm not going to tell her such a big lie and ruin everything with her.

I know." She offersan assuring smile that eases my nerves. "You gavethe drink to try and I know it when you lie. You didn't look like you were lying when you toldwhich drink you ordered. Unless you have gotten so good at lying, which is something I doubt." The playful tone and adorable smile do not leave her face as she speaks to me.

15:4 Fri, Dec 6 Chapter 188 "Burgundy looks so good on you, Rosie," I change the subject. It slightly dark, so I don't get to see her blush like usual. However, she ends up looking down for a second with a shy smile on her face before lifting her face, allowing her eyes to meet mine again. "It's been a while since I last wore this color. I love it on me," she tells the. I'm glad that we're talking. I want to hear her voice and have a long conversation with her. I miss cuddling on the couch with her while watching movies. I miss the way I used to rest my head on her lap while she played with my hair.

"Now you might accuseof flirting with you, which is what I'm doing, but all colors suit you, Rosie. You dull the beauty of every girl whenever you walk inside a room." I'm playing with all the cards I have. Flirting with her is one of them.

She giggles at what I have just said and I chuckle as I keep my eyes on her. Before I get to say anything else, a song I know she adores starts playing, catching her attention.

"We may not be on the best terms, but I miss dancing with you. Do you feel generous enough tonight to letdance with you?" I wonder, extending my hand for her, hoping she'd take it.

"I feel generous tonight, so maybe we can dance." She places her hand in mine and my heart does a backflip. Am I on the right track? Am I close to getting her to tear the divorce papers into a thousand pieces? "Let's dance here." She places one hand on her back while hold her other hand. She fits so well against me, as if we're made for one another. I cannot let her run away from me.

I wonder if she wants us to dance here because she doesn't want anybody to see us together. Nevertheless, I'm willing to accept anything she gives me.

"Aren't you going to givea chance, Rosie?" My tone is pleading. I don't want to leave this wedding today while knowing things are still bad between us.

"I'm scared," she admits, keeping her eyes on mine. "I'm scared that if I put everything behind you end up going back to the things that madeleave in the first place."

I shake my head. I would never go back to such things. No, I can't do that to her. I can never put her I through that amount of pain ever A again. "I won't. I promise I won't. Why can I do to make you believe me?" "I honestly don't know," she whispers, looking down.

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mean to me," I suggest, you what you "How about this?" We stop dancing and I hold her chin by my index finger and thumb, making her look at me. "You don't need to fully forgivenow. Givetto show you that I changed. Letlooking at her.

She stays silent for a moment before slowly nodding, making a wide smile appear on my face. "But we won't be staying under the sroof, Silas! You can takeon dates. We can attend events together. We can do anything you want together, but I still want to maintain sdistance to assess everything." I'm dying to take her home, but if this is what she wants, I'm going to give her that. "Okay. We can do that, but can you please stay at our home? I will stay somewhere else, but I just want to make sure that you're safe and sound," I request, hoping she agrees.

"Where do you plan on staying?" she asks, as if I'm not going to find a place for myself.

"I think I may stay with my parents. I haven't spent a lot of twith them lately," I tell her.

"Okay, Silas. I will move back to our place," she says.

I don't know why Rosie is agreeing with almost everything I'm saying tonight, but I'm thankful for that. I'm thankful that she is givingmother chance. I'm certain that I'm not going to let it go to waste.