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Sheâd been too young, too foolish and much too selfish to ever have been good for him back then. But what about now? While a part of her argued she should never have come back, logic also made a solid case that sheâd needed to come home. Needed to finish healing. Needed to make amends for not being the daughter her father had wanted, for not being the woman Wade had needed. Maybe, just maybe, being that woman for him now.
Months ago as sheâd cradled an undernourished toddler on a continent half a world away, sheâd acknowledged how precious life was, how important the relationships within that life, and sheâd promised herself sheâd make it up to Rex and Wade, if theyâd let her. That she could now never reconcile with her father was a cross she was going to have to bear the rest of her life. But Wade was another story.
Could she do what heâd asked of her in an attempt to make amends? The very thought sat uncomfortably with her. Sheâd be using a child, their child, as a tool to salve her own conscience. Everything inside her rebelled at the idea of being so manipulativeâit was wrong on so many levels she couldnât even begin to count. Her arms still ached for the baby sheâd never gotten to hold. Until that moment when she knew the tiny life inside her had died, sheâd have entered into an agreement like Wade was suggesting without so much as blinking, if it got her financial freedom. Sheâd learned not to be that kind of person anymore. The past few years had taught her so very much about life, loss and even love.
Love. What if they stood a chance of reigniting their old relationship? Of building something worth saving and, this time, getting it right? The idea was both daunting and exhilarating at the same time and, for the first time since sheâdarrived home and heard the news about her father, she felt as if she genuinely had a purpose again. It was a complete shot in the dark but she had no other alternatives to consider.
She glanced at her clock and noted she had better get ready for dinner. He expected her response and she didnât want to keep him waiting.
She got up off the bed and opened wide her wardrobe doors, seeking a dress that she knew had to still be here. It felt a little weird to know that her things had been maintained the whole time sheâd been away but she pushed the thought aside. Her father had believed heâd been doing the right thing by her. Loving her in his way. It was a pity that she hadnât understood that at the time. Sheâd only been able to see that he hadnât loved her the way sheâd wanted. For Piper, once sheâd closed the front door behind her, all sheâd wanted was distance. Her father had refused, yet again, to allow her to work within Mitchell Exports, in any capacityâtelling her instead to do what she was good at, being beautiful and dressing well. In short, being a symbol of his success.
The response had been so typical of him. He had simply refused to believe she could be anything but ornamental. So sheâd left home in defiance. Swearing sheâd never come back until heâd see she was as strong and capable as any woman and asked her to return. She should have known better. Rex Mitchell asked nothing of anyone. If he couldnât make it happen by himself, it wasnât going to happen in his world. Wade was that way now, trapping her in a situation where he could force her to do what he wanted. Would she give in to his demand? She still wasnât entirely sure. She was scared at the thought of getting pregnant again, especially considering what had happened last time. But maybe this was her chance, as twisted as it seemed, to finally make things right. For her. For Wade. And for their baby.
Her hand finally settled on the dress she sought. Madeof dark blue and silver patterned silk, its lines were soft and flowing
Sheâd been too young, too foolish and much too selfish to ever have been good for him back then. But what about now? While a part of her argued she should never have come back, logic also made a solid case that sheâd needed to come home. Needed to finish healing. Needed to make amends for not being the daughter her father had wanted, for not being the woman Wade had needed. Maybe, just maybe, being that woman for him now.
Months ago as sheâd cradled an undernourished toddler on a continent half a world away, sheâd acknowledged how precious life was, how important the relationships within that life, and sheâd promised herself sheâd make it up to Rex and Wade, if theyâd let her. That she could now never reconcile with her father was a cross she was going to have to bear the rest of her life. But Wade was another story.
Could she do what heâd asked of her in an attempt to make amends? The very thought sat uncomfortably with her. Sheâd be using a child, their child, as a tool to salve her own conscience. Everything inside her rebelled at the idea of being so manipulativeâit was wrong on so many levels she couldnât even begin to count. Her arms still ached for the baby sheâd never gotten to hold. Until that moment when she knew the tiny life inside her had died, sheâd have entered into an agreement like Wade was suggesting without so much as blinking, if it got her financial freedom. Sheâd learned not to be that kind of person anymore. The past few years had taught her so very much about life, loss and even love.
Love. What if they stood a chance of reigniting their old relationship? Of building something worth saving and, this time, getting it right? The idea was both daunting and exhilarating at the same time and, for the first time since sheâdarrived home and heard the news about her father, she felt as if she genuinely had a purpose again. It was a complete shot in the dark but she had no other alternatives to consider.
She glanced at her clock and noted she had better get ready for dinner. He expected her response and she didnât want to keep him waiting.
She got up off the bed and opened wide her wardrobe doors, seeking a dress that she knew had to still be here. It felt a little weird to know that her things had been maintained the whole time sheâd been away but she pushed the thought aside. Her father had believed heâd been doing the right thing by her. Loving her in his way. It was a pity that she hadnât understood that at the time. Sheâd only been able to see that he hadnât loved her the way sheâd wanted. For Piper, once sheâd closed the front door behind her, all sheâd wanted was distance. Her father had refused, yet again, to allow her to work within Mitchell Exports, in any capacityâtelling her instead to do what she was good at, being beautiful and dressing well. In short, being a symbol of his success.
The response had been so typical of him. He had simply refused to believe she could be anything but ornamental. So sheâd left home in defiance. Swearing sheâd never come back until heâd see she was as strong and capable as any woman and asked her to return. She should have known better. Rex Mitchell asked nothing of anyone. If he couldnât make it happen by himself, it wasnât going to happen in his world. Wade was that way now, trapping her in a situation where he could force her to do what he wanted. Would she give in to his demand? She still wasnât entirely sure. She was scared at the thought of getting pregnant again, especially considering what had happened last time. But maybe this was her chance, as twisted as it seemed, to finally make things right. For her. For Wade. And for their baby.
Her hand finally settled on the dress she sought. Madeof dark blue and silver patterned silk, its lines were soft and flowing
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