John Jones
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6
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The home decoration store was next. Given the small amount of wall space in the living room, Marissa recommended finding one large watercolor painting and basing the accent colors on that. Alice's new couch was a nice shade of cream and many accent colors could look good with it. The one she eventually chose was a soft, quaint painting of the side of someone's house. A bicycle leaned up against the wall, the gate to the backyard and the awning over the window were turquoise, and various shades of red…
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Roger tactfully didn't bring up the divorce but still addressed her situation. "If you haven't been staying here, where have you been recently?" "Oh, with Aaron and Keeley. I ran into her the day I became homeless and she offered," Alice said bluntly. "They've been very kind to me and their children are adorable but I wanted my own space as soon as possible. Friendly advice: don't ever stay with newlyweds." His eyes widened. "Don't tell me he's worse than he was at that dinner." She chuckled…
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The Hales' driver dropped Alice off in front of the small office tucked away in the West Village. The sign that read 'Budget by Design' in a flowing script was both tasteful and eye-catching, which gave her hope about this whole endeavor. Maybe Marissa Clark would be able to help her regain the sense of what she had lost and help her decorate her new tiny apartment in a way she was used to. Alice certainly hoped so. She missed having control over her own space, though the Hales had been very…
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Gray seemed like a petty person. If he managed to connect getting caught back to them he might want revenge enough to cause harm despite being on parole and not care about going back to prison. There were a lot of uncertain factors here. Honestly, the more she thought about it the more Keeley wondered if it was better to simply leave him alone. But she didn't want a murderer spending time with her children! And she knew how much having him around stressed Aaron out. "What do you want to do?" she…
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Keeley had thought she was going furniture shopping with Alice on Saturday morning so when Aaron told her she went out with someone else she was surprised. Had she found someone else because she slept in too long? Why didn't anybody wake her up? She never managed to get away with sleeping this long; the babies wouldn't let her. Aaron handed her an asiago bagel and a cup of raspberry yogurt for before turning back around to pour her a glass of milk. She smiled, feeling a bit spoiled. "Any…
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Roger Clark was coming out of the locker room at the gym following a satisfying workout when he checked his phone. He had two messages—one from his mom asking if he was coming down to visit for his niece's birthday and one from an unfamiliar number. He opened it a bit skeptically. He had been getting a lot of spam texts lately. 'Hi Roger, this is Alice Kelly. I am about to move and don't have any furniture. Aaron told me your sister is a budget interior designer and that I should ask you for her…
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Alice had believed that would be the last time Aaron bothered talking to her. He never talked to people at events unless they directly correlated to his father's business. She was irrelevant to him. Or so she thought. Aaron approached her again six months later at a cocktail party, shortly after arriving home from Boston for the summer. "Hello, Alice. Have you changed your mind yet?" The arrogance of his wording was unbelievable. It was as if he expected her to cave into his demands all along.…
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The longer Alice stayed with Aaron's family, the more she felt like a third wheel. It was made worse by the fact that Aaron's mood subtly dropped over time. At first she thought she was imagining it. The overall temperature surrounding him only dropped one degree at a time rather than all at once like usual. But after two weeks he was noticeably icier than before she came. She had never realized before what it actually felt like being a burden to others. Everything was always handed to her on a…
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Gray gave no indication to Alice that he had found out she was still married throughout the rest of the dinner. Keeley wasn't sure whether he didn't care about cheating or if he simply didn't want to make things awkward. Either way, his acting ability was more than a little unnerving. No wonder he had managed to get away with murder. Gray really was an awfully dangerous person. The current peace between him and the Hales was achieved solely by Aaron and Keeley walking on eggshells to keep him happy.…
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Keeley could practically feel the eyes burning a hole through her as they walked into the restaurant to meet Gray the following day. She hadn't dealt with this many stares since being reborn; how was she supposed to handle it?! Alice, used to being watched wherever she went, was completely immune. She took Violet's car seat from her and walked into the restaurant with the grace of a model walking the runway. Aaron wasn't all that affected either but he could sense his wife's discomfort and…
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