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Morning arrived quietly at Tara Estates.
Soft sunlight filtered through the tall windows of Lucy’s room, painting pale gold patterns across the floor and the large bed where Kate lay still beneath the blankets.
For a moment—
Just a moment—
Kate didn’t remember where she was.
Her eyes fluttered open slowly, still heavy with sleep.
The ceiling above her looked unfamiliar.
Too tall.
Too white.
Too grand.
Her mind felt foggy.
Then she shifted slightly.
And her gaze landed across the room.
Lucy.
Curled on the couch.
Still asleep.
The memory returned all at once.
The wedding.
The vows.
The ring.
The conversation.
There’s someone else.
Kate inhaled sharply.
Reality crashed back with brutal clarity.
Her chest tightened as she pushed herself up slowly against the pillows.
Her eyes dropped to her left hand.
The ring glinted softly in the morning light.
Lucy’s ring.
Her throat felt dry.
So it really happened.
Kate pressed her lips together.
Her life had changed yesterday.
Irrevocably.
She glanced toward Lucy again.
Lucy was still asleep, one arm draped loosely across the pillow, dark curls slightly messy from sleep. The blanket had half slipped from her shoulder.
For a brief second Kate wondered if Lucy had slept well at all.
Then she pushed the thought away.
Kate swung her legs slowly off the bed and stood.
Her suitcase rested near the wall.
She opened it quietly and began pulling out a change of clothes, trying not to make too much noise.
The room remained peaceful.
Until—
A soft rustling came from the couch.
Lucy stirred.
Her eyebrows knitted slightly as she shifted, clearly unhappy about the disturbance.
She mumbled something under her breath, still half asleep.
Kate froze instantly.
“I’m sorry,” Kate said softly.
Lucy blinked a few times, slowly waking.
Her gaze focused.
For a second she looked confused.
Then recognition settled.
Right.
She wasn’t alone anymore.
Lucy sat up slowly, rubbing her face once with both hands.
“Morning,” she said quietly.
Kate nodded.
“Morning.”
Her voice sounded just as soft.
And just as careful.
The silence that followed wasn’t hostile.
But it was undeniably awkward.
Kate cleared her throat slightly and grabbed her clothes.
“I’ll just—”
She gestured toward the bathroom.
Lucy nodded.
“Yeah. Go ahead.”
Kate stepped inside and closed the door behind her, locking it gently.
Lucy stared at the closed door for a few seconds.
Her expression slowly settled into something thoughtful.
Then she exhaled and stood.
The couch blanket was folded neatly and placed back into the closet along with the pillow.
Lucy moved through the routine automatically, muscle memory guiding her movements.
But before leaving the room—
She paused.
And forced a small smile onto her face.
Because downstairs…
Downstairs everyone would be watching.
And if Lucy showed even the smallest crack in that smile, her family would notice immediately.
And they would ask questions.
Questions Lucy did not have answers for.
So she squared her shoulders and walked out of the room.
......
The Tara household was already awake.
The large dining room buzzed with its usual morning energy.
Nathan sat at the table scrolling through something on his tablet while his spouse poured coffee.
Luis and Christopher were arguing quietly about something completely unimportant.
Sarah sat with one of her daughters on her lap, feeding the child pieces of fruit while sipping tea.
Jane, Jesse, Kai, and Ernie had apparently decided they were still honorary members of the family because they were also seated around the table.
Lucy had barely reached the bottom of the staircase when Sarah spotted her.
Her lips curled instantly.
“Oh look.”
She nudged Luis sharply.
“The bride has arrived.”
Luis looked up.
Then Christopher.
Then Jesse.
Then Kai.
Then Ernie.
One by one.
Their expressions turned identical.
Smug.
Lucy sighed internally.
Here we go.
“Well well,” Jesse grinned. “Good morning, Mrs. Tara.”
Kai leaned forward conspiratorially.
“You look tired.”
Ernie added helpfully, “Very tired.”
Sarah tilted her head dramatically.
“So how was the night?”
Nathan sipped his coffee calmly.
“Should we give them privacy or ask detailed questions?”
Luis smirked.
“Where is Kate?”
Christopher added, “Still recovering?”
Sarah grinned wickedly.
“Lucy, what did you do to that poor woman?”
Lucy’s patience snapped faster than usual.
“Can you all shut up?”
The words came out sharper than intended.
The table went quiet.
Everyone stared at her.
Lucy blinked.
Right.
That wasn’t very Lucy Tara of her.
Inside her head she groaned.
Very smooth, Tara. Very smooth.
She rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.
“Sorry, Mom.”
Karen was watching her carefully.
Lucy gave a tired smile.
“I just didn’t sleep much.”
Karen’s expression softened immediately.
“Sit,” she said gently.
Lucy obeyed.
Karen placed a plate in front of her.
“Eat something.”
Then she looked around the table.
“And none of you will tease her anymore.”
Her gaze sharpened.
“Especially not Kate when she comes down.”
Sarah lifted her hands in surrender.
“Fine.”
Luis nodded.
“Yes, Mom.”
Jesse saluted jokingly.
Lucy mouthed a silent thank you to her mother.
The teasing stopped.
For now.
Lucy had just taken her first bite of toast when she felt it.
A familiar scent.
Floral.
Soft.
With a faint hint of sandalwood.
Lucy stiffened slightly.
Kate.
She didn’t even need to turn around.
She just knew.
The room went quieter.
Lucy heard footsteps approaching.
Kate stepped into the dining room hesitantly.
Her hair was still slightly damp from her shower, falling loosely around her shoulders.
She looked… unsure.
Not nervous.
Not scared.
Just uncertain.
Everyone smiled at her immediately.
Too many smiles.
Too many people.
Kate suddenly felt like she had walked into the center of something overwhelming.
Karen noticed it instantly.
Of course she did.
Karen Tara had raised four children.
She recognized discomfort quickly.
She stood and walked toward Kate warmly.
“Good morning, dear.”
Kate nodded slightly.
“Good morning.”
Karen guided her toward the table.
“Come sit.”
Kate sat slowly.
Karen placed a plate in front of her.
Eggs.
Toast.
Fruit.
Pancakes.
Sausages.
Kate blinked.
Her eyes widened slightly.
This was…
A lot.
She usually had cereal.
Or coffee.
Sometimes toast.
This looked more like lunch.
Sarah noticed immediately and chuckled.
“Tara breakfasts are serious business.”
Kate looked at the plate again.
Then nodded awkwardly.
“I see that.”
She picked up a fork uncertainly.
Lucy noticed.
Without saying anything she reached over and picked up Kate’s plate.
Kate looked at her in surprise.
Lucy calmly transferred half the food onto her own plate.
Luis made an exaggerated noise.
“Ooooh.”
Christopher joined in.
“Aww.”
Sarah smirked.
Lucy didn’t even look up.
Karen glared.
The noises stopped instantly.
Lucy pushed the plate back toward Kate.
“That’s more manageable.”
Kate blinked again.
“Thank you.”
Lucy just nodded and continued eating.
Breakfast continued mostly peacefully after that.
Lucy’s siblings told a few embarrassing childhood stories about Lucy.
Mostly involving her being overly responsible even as a child.
Kate found herself smiling occasionally.
Even laughing once.
Lucy noticed.
And something warm flickered briefly in her chest.
Breakfast eventually ended.
Chairs scraped softly against the floor as people began standing.
Lucy wiped her hands with a napkin.
“I’ll head to the office after I freshen up.”
Karen froze.
Sarah turned slowly.
Luis blinked.
Christopher looked horrified.
“You’re going to work?” Sarah asked incredulously.
Lucy shrugged.
“It’s Monday.”
Luis leaned back in his chair dramatically.
“She got married yesterday.”
Christopher nodded.
“And she’s going to work today.”
Maria’s voice suddenly cut through the room.
“No.”
Everyone turned.
Lucy sighed quietly.
“Abuela—”
Maria shook her head firmly.
“You are not going to work.”
Lucy opened her mouth to argue.
Maria continued.
“Both of you rest.”
She gestured between Lucy and Kate.
“Show her the estate, Lucia.”
Lucy tried again.
“But the office—”
Maria waved her hand dismissively.
“If you absolutely must go to the office, then take querida Kate with you.”
Lucy froze.
Kate blinked.
Maria smiled serenely.
“Show her our legacy.”
Lucy opened her mouth again.
Then closed it.
Arguing with Maria Tara was historically unsuccessful.
Lucy glanced toward Kate apologetically.
She had told Kate last night they might have to pretend sometimes.
For the sake of her family.
Kate met Lucy’s eyes.
She didn’t say anything.
Because she didn’t know what to say.
Lucy’s family had been nothing but kind to her.
Warm.
Welcoming.
Loving.
And Kate knew Lucy loved them deeply.
Lucy had respected her truth last night.
The least Kate could do…
Was return that respect.
Even if this life wasn’t the one she had chosen.
Kate gave a small nod.
Lucy exhaled quietly.
Part of her felt relieved.
Another part felt guilty.
Because pretending was going to make things complicated.
But for now—
They both understood the same unspoken agreement.
They would navigate this together.
Even if neither of them knew what came next.
-----
The Tara estate was enormous.
Kate understood that already from the drive the night before, but walking through it in daylight made the scale even clearer.
Lucy walked beside her across the wide stone pathway that curved through the estate gardens. The morning sun had risen higher now, casting warm light over the lawns that stretched endlessly in every direction.
Birds chirped somewhere in the tall trees.
Gardeners moved quietly in the distance.
It looked peaceful.
Almost too perfect.
Lucy kept her hands tucked casually in the pockets of her jeans as she walked.
Kate walked beside her with her arms folded lightly across herself.
There was space between them.
Not large.
But noticeable.
Neither of them mentioned it.
Neither of them closed it.
They walked mostly in silence.
Lucy tried to think of something to say.
Anything normal.
“So… uh…”
Kate glanced at her.
Lucy gestured vaguely toward the gardens.
“This place used to be my grandmother’s obsession.”
Kate looked around.
“It’s beautiful.”
Lucy nodded.
“She planted most of it herself.”
Kate raised an eyebrow slightly.
“All of it?”
Lucy chuckled softly.
“Okay, not literally every plant. But she supervised everything like a general commanding troops.”
That earned the smallest smile from Kate.
Lucy noticed.
And felt an unexpected flicker of warmth.
They continued walking.
Lucy showed her the stables first.
Then the smaller lake behind the estate.
Then the long glass greenhouse that Maria still visited every morning.
Kate listened quietly.
Occasionally asking small questions.
Occasionally nodding.
Still reserved.
Still careful.
Lucy noticed that too.
But she didn’t push.
Eventually they reached the west wing of the house.
Lucy opened a door and gestured inside.
“Game room.”
Kate stepped in.
Her eyes widened slightly.
Pool tables.
Arcade machines.
Old pinball machines.
A vintage jukebox in the corner.
Shelves full of board games.
Lucy scratched the back of her neck.
“Luis and Christopher practically lived here growing up.”
Kate walked toward the jukebox.
Lucy leaned against the wall.
“One time Luis tried to build a homemade rocket in here.”
Kate turned slowly.
“A rocket.”
Lucy nodded solemnly.
“With fireworks.”
Kate blinked.
Lucy continued.
“The plan was to launch it out the window.”
“And?”
Lucy sighed.
“He forgot to open the window.”
Kate’s lips twitched.
Lucy kept going.
“Christopher was filming it for ‘scientific documentation.’”
Kate let out a small laugh.
The sound surprised both of them.
Kate quickly looked down.
Lucy smiled faintly.
But the moment passed quickly.
The silence returned.
Kate cleared her throat slightly.
“Your family seems… lively.”
Lucy snorted softly.
“That’s one word for it.”
Another pause settled between them.
Awkward.
Uncertain.
Lucy glanced at the clock on the wall.
“Do you want to see the office?”
Kate looked up.
“The office?”
Lucy nodded.
“The headquarters isn’t far from here.”
Kate hesitated.
Then nodded.
“Okay.”
....
The Tara Group building stood tall in the Dallas skyline.
Glass and steel reflecting the midday sun.
When Lucy and Kate walked through the lobby doors together, heads turned almost instantly.
Lucy groaned internally.
Of course they knew.
News traveled fast in corporate environments.
A receptionist stood up immediately.
“Congratulations, Ms. Tara.”
Lucy smiled politely.
“Thank you.”
Then the receptionist looked at Kate.
“And congratulations to you as well.”
Lucy spoke quickly.
“This is Kate Whistler.”
She deliberately avoided the word wife.
Kate noticed.
The receptionist still smiled warmly.
“Welcome to Tara Group, Ms. Whistler.”
Lucy led Kate toward the elevators.
As soon as the doors opened onto the main office floor—
Applause erupted.
Lucy froze.
“No.”
Christopher appeared from somewhere near the conference rooms.
“Yes.”
Luis followed behind him.
“Oh absolutely yes.”
Lucy turned slowly.
“What did you do.”
Christopher grinned.
“Celebration.”
Lucy rubbed her forehead.
“You didn’t.”
Luis gestured proudly toward the cafeteria area.
“We did.”
There were decorations.
Balloon banners.
A cake.
Employees gathered around smiling.
Lucy sighed.
“I told you not to.”
Christopher shrugged.
“You got married.”
Luis added helpfully.
“That’s a big deal.”
Lucy turned to Kate.
“I’m sorry.”
Kate looked amused despite herself.
“It’s fine.”
Lucy still shook her head.
“They’re dramatic.”
The employees gathered around quickly offering congratulations.
Lucy kept introducing Kate the same way.
“This is Kate Whistler.”
Never my wife.
Kate noticed every time.
But she didn’t comment.
Photos started happening.
Christopher pulled out his phone.
“Group selfie!”
Employees squeezed closer.
Someone pushed Lucy and Kate toward the center.
Lucy instinctively stepped half a foot away from Kate.
Kate noticed that too.
Someone shouted:
“Closer!”
Lucy laughed awkwardly.
“We’re good here.”
Christopher tried again.
“Lucy put your arm around her.”
Lucy didn’t.
She simply stood beside Kate.
Close enough for the photo.
But not touching.
Every time someone nudged them closer—
Lucy subtly adjusted.
Maintaining that small respectful distance.
Kate felt it.
Noticed it.
Registered it.
Lucy never once touched her.
Not even casually.
Not even for appearances.
Not even when the crowd expected it.
At first Kate thought it was coincidence.
Then she realized.
Lucy was doing it deliberately.
Protecting her boundaries.
Protecting her comfort.
Something inside Kate relaxed slightly.
Without her noticing.
Lucy would never touch her without permission.
That realization made something inside her chest loosen quietly.
Safe.
The party lasted nearly an hour.
Cake.
Coffee.
Too many congratulations.
Lucy apologized to Kate several times.
“Sorry.”
“This wasn’t planned.”
“Christopher is impossible.”
Kate waved it off lightly.
“It’s okay.”
Eventually Lucy clapped her hands.
“Alright people.”
“Back to work.”
Groans filled the room.
But the crowd slowly dispersed.
Lucy finally exhaled.
“Come on.”
The elevator doors opened onto the top floor.
Quiet.
Elegant.
Large glass windows overlooking the city.
Lucy walked slowly down the hallway.
“This is where the senior leadership offices are.”
Kate followed beside her.
Lucy stopped near the largest office window.
“This company…”
She looked out across the skyline.
“My great-grandparents started it.”
Kate listened quietly.
“It was tiny back then.”
“Just a small drilling operation.”
Lucy smiled faintly.
“My grandfather and grandmother expanded it.”
“But then there was a huge financial loss in the 70s.”
“They almost lost everything.”
Kate frowned slightly.
“What happened?”
“They sold nearly everything they owned to keep the company alive.”
Kate looked surprised.
Lucy nodded.
“And when my dad took over…”
She gestured toward the building around them.
“It was barely profitable.”
Kate looked out at the massive headquarters.
Lucy smiled softly.
“My parents rebuilt it.”
“Piece by piece.”
“And now…”
She shrugged lightly.
“Here we are.”
Kate nodded slowly.
“You sound proud.”
Lucy chuckled.
“I am.”
She leaned lightly against the window frame.
“My brother Christopher—”
Kate raised an eyebrow.
“The rocket scientist?”
Lucy laughed.
“Yes.”
“He’s chaotic.”
“But he’s brilliant with business.”
“He pushed us into renewable energy.”
Lucy’s expression turned thoughtful.
“We still do oil.”
“But we’re trying to transition.”
She sighed quietly.
“It’s never enough though.”
Kate looked at her.
Lucy continued softly.
“The environmental damage…”
She shook her head.
“I’d like to make Tara Group the biggest renewable energy company someday.”
Kate studied her carefully.
“You care about this a lot.”
Lucy nodded.
“I do.”
Kate realized something then.
Lucy wasn’t just working here because it was family.
She genuinely loved this company.
Loved the work.
Loved the legacy.
Lucy suddenly straightened.
“Anyway.”
She waved the topic away abruptly.
“Enough serious talk.”
She turned toward Kate.
“Do you want me to drop you somewhere?”
“Or are you coming home?”
Before Kate could answer—
A familiar voice interrupted.
“Going home.”
Jason Tara walked into the hallway.
Lucy groaned.
“Dad.”
Jason grinned widely.
“Tonight I cook.”
Lucy raised an eyebrow.
“You?”
“Yes.”
Jason lowered his voice conspiratorially.
“Don’t tell your mother.”
“But nobody cooks steak better than me.”
Lucy crossed her arms.
“You said that last time.”
Jason ignored her.
“Smoked brisket.”
“Cowboy caviar.”
“And pecan pie.”
Kate’s eyes widened slightly.
Lucy sighed.
“Mom won’t let us inside if we burn her barbecue again.”
Jason waved his hand dismissively.
“We’ll use mine.”
Lucy looked scandalized.
“Remember when Luis tried to use yours?”
Jason frowned.
“That was user error.”
Lucy laughed.
“We nearly burned the house down.”
Jason defended himself.
“My grill is perfectly safe.”
Lucy shook her head.
“No.”
“We’re using Mom’s.”
Jason sighed dramatically.
Then he turned toward Kate.
“See what I deal with?”
Kate chuckled softly.
“Well… that sounds very difficult.”
Lucy blinked in surprise.
Kate rarely joined the teasing.
But Jason grinned happily.
“Finally someone understands me.”
Lucy shook her head.
“You both go ahead.”
“I’ll bring Christopher and Luis.”
Jason nodded.
“Come soon.”
He walked toward the elevator.
Lucy watched him go.
Then she glanced at Kate.
For a moment neither spoke.
They stood there in the quiet executive hallway.
Still awkward.
Still unsure.
Still strangers in a marriage the world believed was perfect.
Lucy cleared her throat slightly.
“Ready to go home?”
Kate nodded.
“Yeah.”
And together they walked toward the elevator.
Still careful.
Still distant.
Still learning how to exist in the space between truth and pretense.