The Perfect Reunion (Perfect Kisses #4) - Miley Maine Page 0,2

without denying anything, not that he could have, since I had the evidence, there was no excuse for it. All the money we had as a family was from illegal activity, our marriage was built on a bed of lies, and that meant that everything about who we were could be fake too. He tried to tell me that it was all a mistake, but if it was a mistake, why didn’t he just come to me and tell me? He wouldn’t have kept it from me if it was a misunderstanding. That’s why I had to kick him out and end our marriage.

“You did the right thing,” I remind myself. “He had to go. These residual feelings are meaningless. I just need to get over him. Easy as that.”

But it isn’t as easy as it sounds, is it? Otherwise I would have gotten over him already, I mean Christ, it’s been a year. Yet here I am, dreaming about him, imagining him in the bed next to me, still wishing that he was here. Sometimes, in the depths of my mind, I kind of wish that I could go back to the time when I didn’t know about everything because things were so much simpler then. Ignorance truly is bliss.

“Be strong,” I whisper to myself. “Jenny needs you to be strong.”

Speaking of her, my daughter skips into the bedroom, happy as a clam, and she wraps her arms around me. This girl is my ray of sunshine in all the sadness, the one incredible thing to come out of my marriage. She is the reason why I wouldn’t change meeting Taylor, even if it really hurts now.

“Morning, Mommy,” she declares with a bright smile. “I Love you.”

“Oh, I love you too, baby girl.” I pull her tighter to me. “I hope you slept well. Shall we go get some breakfast? Something warm, since it’s so cold.”

She runs in to the living room, and I follow close behind, trying my hardest not to look at all the family photos still hanging on the wall as I pass them. I thought it was a good thing for me to get the house in the divorce, to keep Jenny’s life as normal as possible. But being surrounded by all the memories that me and Taylor once shared, makes it damn near impossible for me to move on. No wonder I’m still stuck in this rut.

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Taylor

December 14th

“So, you are happy with the offer they gave you?” Archie asks with a bright smile. “Because personally, I think it’s an amazing one. Not only will it allow us to expand, but the merger gives us a brand-new market to go in to. A bigger audience for everything.”

I grin back at Archie, so glad that we are on the same page as always. This is the exact reason I hired him as my manager, because we click on so many levels. He always has the best interest of company at heart, just like me, which is why together we have made such a success of it.

Archie has been with me ever since I restarted my company, after I got into some trouble when I was younger. He took a chance on me when a lot of people wouldn’t have, he saw that I had a knack for business, and I spotted the same in him.

“I agree, Archie. I think it’s the best move for us going forward. Do you think all the staff are going to feel the same way?”

“Oh, Taylor, you really need to get over the idea that you can keep everyone happy, because you can’t. It’s impossible when you have so many employees. Someone will have to piss and moan about it, probably because their workload is changed slightly, that isn’t a reason to stop. I know that majority of your staff will be happy, and that’s the main thing.”

I nod along with him, agreeing with what he says. Personally, I would much prefer for everyone to be happy, but I suppose that isn’t possible. That’s one of the things I have had to learn since restarting my life. Not that I’m complaining, because I know that there is a big chance I could have sunk. Other people in jail had been in and out after their first time, and I’m well aware that could have been me. So, I have to be satisfied to have most people happy.

“Okay, so I think we’re in agreement here. Everything seems to be in place.” I