The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

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"Silas, have you told the players on the list I gave you about the interview?" Maisie asks me. Shit! I forgot. She gave me the list yesterday and I told her I was going to let them know that they had an interview, but I totally forgot.

My mind has been occupied. I still cannot believe that Rosie has remembered something. She was starting to give up on remembering anything, but that memory came out of nowhere surprising the two of us. That memory gave me hope, because it meant that I still had a chance. She might remember everything we once had, but I don't know how she will react if she remembers. I don't know if she will choose me over Everest.

"I forgot, Maisie. Sorry." The last thing I care about is the whole social media thing. I have already helped her out with a few tasks, but I can't just make my life revolve around what she wants to film. I get that the university has given her this task, but social media isn't with is getting my teammates to film with her. "God, Silas," she groans. "This can't be be postponed!"

simply for me and the last thing I want to tire myse she exclaims. "Call them now please and see if they can come, so I can film with them."

"Fine," I mumble and take my phone out of my duffle bag. Unfortunately, I only manage to get two of the players to come to film with her. The other three are unavailable. One of them is studying for an important test, so he didn't come to practice today. Another one is out with his With s girlfriend on a date and the third one is already on his way home and can't make it back to film.

"Nash and Steven are the only ones who can make it," I deliver the news to her. She doesn't look thrilled at all. If anything, I think she is about to kill me.

"Silas, this is important! They're the last group I'm supposed to film with and this video is supposed to be published next Thursday! What am I supposed to do now?" She throws her hands in the air in frustration.

"I don't t know. Maybe postpone publishing it," I suggest, not knowing what else to do.

She looks at me like I'm the stupidest person in the world. "Fine! Postpone the game you have next Friday!" she "That can't happen!" I exclaim.

snaps.

"Exactly! And postponing the video can't happen either because it is supposed to be posted online Thursday night before the game!"

"We

were doing just fine before you! I don't even understand the importance of your presence with us!" I angrily snap at her. "We don't need your innovative ideas and the attention you're getting us. We were doing that before you came, so maybe you should leave!" She stares at me for a moment, and I have a feeling that she is about to punch me. "If you think I'm here because I love being among you, you're absolutely wrong! It is a task from the university and part of my final project that I will not let your ruin! Own up to your goddamn mistakes, Silas, instead of whining like a child." She storms away from me

takes me a minute after she storms off to realize that she is totally right. I haven't been the nicest with her ever since her arrival. I need to make it up to her. I'm not usually an asshole like that, especially towards somebody who is trying to do their job right.

I shoot some texts to the guys, asking them if they can film the video tomorrow morning and it takes a lot of convincing. Thankfully, I schedule everything with them.

It I need

Sun,

to look for her to apologize for what I have said, but the thing is, I don't even know where she has gone. I try calling hef, but obviously, she doesn't pick up.. Oct 20

I rush to the parking lot to look for her car. If I spot it, this means that she's still around and if she is, I can look for her. 091%1 5"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

I find her blue Ford Fiesta easily in the parking lot, but what I don't like is that she's inside it, crying her eyes out. I hate being the reason behind a girl's tears.

Nervously, I approach her car and knock on her window. I think she has been lost in her own world because upon knocking on her window, she literally jumps in her seat. When her eyes land on me, she looks relieved for a second, probably because I'm someone she knows, then her mood quickly changes. I have a long way to go.

"Can we please talk?" I request, not sure if she can hear me or not. She stares at me for she is plotting how to kill me in this parking lot without getting caught.

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couple of seconds and I wonder if

I watch as she deeply inhales and reaches for the door handle. I step away from the door, giving her space to open it. She steps out of the car and folds her arms as she says, "What do you want?" "Apologize," I tell her.

"Why the sudden change

of heart?" Sarcasm coats her voice and she has every right to act this way.

"Listen, I promise I'm not a bad person. I really am sorry for how I spoke to you. I have been really stressed lately and I took it out on you, but this isn't an excuse. I promise it won't happen again. The two teammates who said that they could come have already arrived and T the others will be here in the morning at 9 to film their parts. How does that sound?" I have no idea how long she needs to edit the video, but this is the best I could do.

"You managed to do that in the span of twenty minutes?" she asks with a smirk. Maybe she is letting me off the hook.

"Fifteen, to be exact," I reply with a shrug as I shove my hands in my pockets.

She stays silent for a few seconds, twirling her body slowly in quarter circles left and right, then a smile appears on her lips. "You're forgiven, Cromwell," she says, making relief wash over me. "Thank you for being generous s with your humble servant, Queen Maisie." I playfully bow, making her laugh. Come

on,

.

I have videos to film," she says as she heads back to the field and I follow her. I know that I don't have to stay until she's done filming, but I don't want to leave her alone. Not after what I have done. Luckily, it doesn't take us a lot a lot of time to film everything she wants. After the guys finish filming, they leave and Maisie starts collecting her stuff.

"Since I'm basically your assistant, do you think I I get to to watch the video earlier?" I give her a cheeky smile, making her roll her eyes.

"And here I thought you a give me any special treatment," I mybody else," she teases me.

"No, you're to wait until it's posted on the account like

"Did I break your heart?" she laughs and she puts on her backpack.

with a pout.

"No, it's already broken." My laugh is short because it's not real. I'm trying to lighten up my situation, but it's hard to get over my heartbreak.

Although I have spent years hoping to date Rosie, I have always been scared of the possibility of getting my heart broken or breaking her heart if we end up dating then eventually break up. One of my fears has come to life. "And who broke your heart, pretty boy?" Maisie gives me her full attention.

"It doesn't matter. Let me walk you to your car," I quickly change the subject.

"All right." She nods and we both head to the parking lot. I'm thankful that she doesn't push me to talk more.

"Have a good night, Maisie, and I'm sorry again for the way I treated you," I apologize again when we reach her car.

"It's okay," she assures ine. "And Silas, if you ever want to talk about that heartbreak of yours, tell me. People say I'm a good listener," "Thanks, Maisie." I close her car door and wave her goodbye before making my way to the car.

Maybe if I keep myself busy with Maisie and her social media work, I can reduce the amount of time I spend thinking about Rosie.

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