The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven) novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 

Steven drove back to the house where he had lived with Annalise far six years. He pushedapen the door to the b Steven instinctively said. ““Honey, I’m home! Why didn’t you come to greet me! Aur you not feeling well?” 

He took a couple int steps, then suddenly remembered that he and Annalise had already divorced 

Teeven was disoriented. He sat down on the retch, looking around the town. 

– hinse was pitch black. 

He told himself that he should be sad. After all these years, the one he loved was always Jessica. Now that he got what he wanted, he should feel happy. But why couldn’t he feel any joy 

Steven’s hand rested over his chest 

He couldn’t figure it out. 

rang. He picked it up absentmindedy. 

In the past, when he came home Late, Annalise would call him. Although he never said much, he always looked forward to what she would say, and he would abways unconsciously smile. But meme, he only felt impatient. “Is there something you need‘; 

“Where hurve you been Jessica asked, sounding concerned. 

He replied interently. “I’m working overtime.” 

He walked into the bedroom and lay down. Even though it had been a long time, it seemed he could still smell Annalise’s scent. 

| closed his eyes. 

His past avlationstap with Annalise had been good. Every time after putting Zachary to sleep, Annalia would return to the bedroom, affectionately lying in his arms, always taking the krufatter to start conversations with tim about everything under the sun. 

Banc then, every day had been like that. It was ordinary but happy 

the mould do 

I went to wake up Willow the following morning, she didn’t respond. 

I pushed open the door and saw that she had already woken up. She was looking in the mirror, practicing speaking sously, 

did you have fur breakfast?” 

simple tipies were things that anodiny could easily say. But for Willow, they were as difficult as uning a marathon she could not speak at all to anyone other than me and 

lagainst the door flatte, watching her 

practice, cleaned up, and tuned around to see. She quickly rap me “Mommy!” 

facked, “No one woke you up this morning? You got up by y 

Wilde sabedter chin proudly “Because being, I have other things to do. Then, I guess I’ll have to wake up earlier.” 

antoned I squatted down and cupped her lite face, planting a (arkutty kirke kaudu abocapped my face, and stir kissed our back.