The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

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"I | would like to know what kind of books you read," Silas says as he takes a seat on the white couch. It still feels

surreal that this place is actually mine. It's not. because I'm in shock that | now own an apartment- Mum

basically madethe owner of a company when | was five years old. The thing is, | have always been attached

to my parents and siblings, so leaving them. A living on my own even though we live in, the scity is slightly

startling. "Would you like to drink something first?" | ask him. "I actually plan on making smac and cheese.

Do you want to eat with me?" While Mum is an amazing cook, I'm not as good as her. However, | can make a few

good dishes. | don't feel like cooking something fancy today, so I'm opting for boxed mac and cheese. "I'm sorry |

can't. | have somewhere to be in an hour," he replies apologetically. Why do | feel disappointed? Why have | been

enjoying his company lately? I'm trying to detect when our relationship has started to evolve like that, but I can't

really determine a specific point in time. "But if you want, | can bring us something to eat on my way back and

we can have dinner together. Does seven sound good?" "Sounds like a plan," | say with a ***id wide smile on my

face.

tellabout these books." He gets up from his place and makes his way to my white bookcase. He reaches for

one of the books and turns it around to read the synopsis. | don't like people touching my books, but he is

handling them with care, so maybe he can be an exception. "Hockey romance? | feel offended. Why isn't there

any football romance?"

"It is actually a very popular genre," | tell him. "But | thought you wanted to know more about dark romance." Do

| tell them that football romance is my favorite type of sports romance? No, he doesn't need to know that.

"I'm very interested in all types of romance." He flashesa bright smile. "But, okay. Tellabout dark

romance!

"Okay, so basically the MMC can be a-" Silas stopsbefore | get to continue talking and asks, "What does MMC

mean?"

"Oh, sorry. | forgot you're not a bookworm. MMC means male main

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character. Anyway, in dark romance, the MMC can be a mafia both, a gang. leader, a psychopath, or even a

serial killer," | start by explaining the basics. His lips part as he hearsout.

"And a lot of people like these ?" he asks, and | nod. "Is it your favorite?" He seems to be pretty interested

in my books.

"| prefer contemporary romance," | answer his questions.

"Tellmore." He takes a seat on the couch again, giving 1 attention.

his full

"What we, readers, like the most about these is that the MMC is always more than ready to set the world

on fire for his girl," | walk him through the

genre.

"Since when do girls like villains? | thought heroes were more popular," he says as he rests his elbow on the

armrest of the couch and places his hand in his hair. | don't understand how someone can look this good with the

least amount of effort. "Oh Silas, this ship has sailed a long tago." | laugh, taking a seat on the light pink

loveseat.

"So should | turn into a villain to get the girl I like?" he wonders, and | frown.

"There's a girl that you like?" | can't help but ask.

"I'm speaking hypothetically." | don't know why his answer puts my heart at ease. "But don't mafia men and

gang leaders seem to be tough and hard?"

"Here's the thing. They are bad for the world, but good for their girls. That's what makes them attractive. Like

the MMC could kill ten men but get back hbefore nine because he promised his girl a date." "I'm really

invested in this." He chuckles.

"I don't mean to kick you out or anything. I'm more than happy to talk about books, but don't you have

somewhere to be, Silas?" | don't want him to go, but | also don't want him to be late.

He looks at his phone and curses. "I should go," he says as he stands up. "But

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you will answer all of my questions over dinner, deal?"

"Deal." | smile at him.

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| stay on the loveseat for a while and reach for one of the new books | have bought. Like a typical reader, | have

a long TBR list, yet | end up picking my next read from my newest collection. Part ofis glad that | didn't buy

any football romanc would have been embarrassed if Silas had spotted them. ecause | know |

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I still cannot believe that we're neighbors, but weirdly, I'm not annoyed. There are only two floors between us

and the distance now is shorter than ever, but | don't know why | have a good feeling about this.

I laugh at my ridiculousness, because it seems like the romantic | always read have messed up with my

head. What could possibly be good about Silas living in the sbuilding as | am? Perhaps he may consider this

at better opportunity to prank me. I close the book after reading the first chapter and reach for my phone. | have

to tell Kendall about the latest news. "Guess who | found earlier in my apartment building?" | say the moment

she picks up.

"Who?"

"Silas

Cromwell." Her gasp is so loud that it makeslaugh. "He lives here, Kenny. Can you believe that?"

"Out of all the buildings in your area and he ends up in the sbuilding as you?" she exclaims. "Something is

fishy about that."

A crease forms between my eyebrows when she says that. "What do you mean?"

"This is all based on the theory you refuse to believe, so I'm not going to say anything, Kendall replies, and I roll

my eyes, already knowing where this is going.

"He doesn't like me, Kendall," I insist.

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"Yet, he kisses you," she brings up the kiss.

"It was the heat of the moment!" If that kiss wasn't posted all over social

| wouldn't have told her about it, because I'm well aware of the way she thinks.

media, | woul

"No, it wasn't. Silas likes you so much, but he doesn't know how to tell you."

"I beg to differ," | mumble. How does she strongly believe in this? | have known Silas for five years. If he really

liked me, he would have said anything. "Anyway, what makes you think that this isn't a coincidence?" "Maybe he

learned that you were moving to that building, so he decided to move as well to be closer to you." What in the

nof romis this? My best friend has officially lost her mind.

"I'm the one who reads lots of romantic , not you! | should be the one who believes in this, not you!" |

laugh as | get up from my place and make my way to the kitchen.

"Maybe because you read too much you now beli

believe that great gestures only happen in books, not real life." | can see her shrugging as she says this.

"Anyway, | want you to keepupdated." "About what?" | ask as | open the fridge to get the cheddar cheese

and turkey out to make myself a sandwich. Since I'm going to have pizza with Silas for dinner, I'm not going to

eat mac and cheese for lunch. "Anything about you and Silas, Rosie!" As if there's anything aboutand Silas.

"Sure," | humor her and hang up after telling her ‘bye’.

| can simply call my mum and ask her if she has told Naomi about where | now live, but | don't want to do that. |

don't want to have a straightforward answer from her. If | find out that she has told Naomi and Naomi has told

Silas, then | will find myself entertaining Kendall's idea and this is the last thing | want to do. | don't want to get

any s**id ideas in my head. Not now at least. | want to focus on my studies and be the best fashion designer.

After finishing my sandwich, | make my way to my bedroom and throw my body on the bed, deciding to sleep for

a little bit until six thirty since Silas is

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going to be here by seven.

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But when | wake up and the clock ticks seven, | fail to hear any knocks on my door. | wait until seven thirty, then

decide to call him, but | find his phone turned off. | wait until eight, yet he is nowhere to be found. | cto the

conclusion that he won't make an appearance and w Caesar salad. pup a quick dish of

| don't know why I'm so disappointed like that. It's not like he stoodup on a date.

At exactly nine-thirty, my doorbell rings and | know who is behind the door. Truth is, | don't want to talk to him,

but the well-behaved girl incannot keep him standing, so | get up and open the door for him.