The drive to the engagement meeting felt longer than Caleb had expected. Dressed in his best and only suit, a well-maintained piece he'd meticulously cared for, he sat in the unfamiliar luxury of the car, a knot of apprehension tightening in his stomach. He fiddled with the chain around his neck, the small, intricate locket against his skin. It was his anchor, a tangible piece of a past he barely remembered
As they approached the sprawling Reed estate, the sheer scale of the place was overwhelming. Manicured lawns stretched to meet a grand, imposing mansion that seemed to breathe old money and privilege. This was the engagement meeting of the Callahan cousins, the Williams, and the Reed family, and Caleb was here to set it all ablaze.
Diana was quiet, a careful mask of poise on her face. She wore a midnight blue gown that shimmered like deep water, its elegant cut flattering her slender frame. Diamonds glittered at her throat and ears, catching the light as the city lights blurred past. Her dark hair, usually meticulously styled, was pulled back simply, highlighting her sharp cheekbones and intelligent eyes, which held a mixture of anxiety and fierce determination.
Caleb’s fingers found the golden pendant hidden beneath his shirt. It was old-fashioned, simple, unlike anything Diana wore. Yet, when she'd helped him select the suit for tonight, she hadn't once mentioned it. Instead, she’d given it a brief, appreciative glance. He clutched it. It was from his birth mother, according to Ms. Laura. His only tie to a past he couldn't remember.
The limousine pulled to a silent halt. They stepped into a ballroom already buzzing with hushed murmurs and polite laughter.. The Callahan family was already present: Mr. Callahan, imposing even seated, his assistant Richard nearby. Tony Callahan stood by a tall window, a predatory smile on his face. The Reed family was here too, Mr. Reed rigid at the head of one table, Michael lurking near him. Across the room, Leo William, Diana’s supposed fiancé, stood with his parents, Angela and William Williams.
"Well, well, if it isn't Caleb, the boyfriend of the hour," Tony's voice sliced through the genteel chatter, laced with a familiar, cutting amusement that drew curious glances. "Didn't think you'd actually show your face here, seeing as this isn't exactly your usual stomping ground. Did Diana have to bribe you with a free meal to get you to grace us with your presence?" His gaze raked over Caleb's suit, a sneer twisting his lips.
Diana stepped forward, her hand gently but firmly resting on his arm. "Tony, that's enough," she said, her voice composed but firm. "Caleb is my guest, and he's here at my invitation. Let's try to maintain some decorum, shall we?"
Tony merely scoffed,
Michael Reed stepped up, a smirk playing on his lips. "Guest? Or your latest sex toy, Tony? My Father’s been quite concerned about her recent... choices." He angled his body, blocking Diana slightly, then lowered his voice, though still loud enough to be heard. "You know, the kind of choices that deliver takeout."
Caleb’s jaw tightened. He felt every eye in the room, the Last person he wanted to see was Tony, Cathy's husband.
Tony chuckled, a harsh sound. "Right. So, he's the new toy, is he? Tell me, do you pay him by the hour, Diana? Or does he just come cheap?"
Diana moved forward, her voice cutting through the smugness. "You will not speak to him like that, Tony. He is my fiancee and he should be treated with respect."
Tony laughed, a cruel, mocking sound. "Respect? For a delivery boy? Darling, you should be ashamed. This whole charade is pathetic, if I should tell you what happened during my wedding, I swear you will want to dump this pathetic idiot."
"Tony, what is the meaning of this commotion?" A booming voice sliced through the tension. Mr. Callahan, stern and unyielding, rose from his seat, his gaze sweeping over the scene. His custom-tailored suit spoke of unyielding power.
"Nothing, Father," Tony said quickly, his posture shifting, a veneer of deference replacing his sneer. "Just a minor… inconvenience. This man is a fraud. He shouldn't be here."
Diana exhaled slowly. Michael gave Tony a slight, approving nod.
Mr. Callahan's eyes fixed on Caleb, cold and assessing. "I don't recall seeing your name on the guest list. Who are you and what business do you have here?"
Diana stepped forward, her voice controlled. "Sir, he is my... companion for the evening. He meant no disrespect. I assure you, we can leave if you want."
Mr. Callahan's gaze lingered on Diana, then returned to Caleb. "The Reed family's princess has unusual taste."
Richard his assistant gestured to the door"Fine, You may leave, I don't want him here."
"Of course," Caleb said, already turning, a wave of familiar shame washing over him.
"Wait!" Leo William interjected, stepping forward with his mother, Angela, a formidable woman in silk. "Father, Mr. Reed! Is this the 'boyfriend' who's supposed to replace our Leo? A common pauper brought in to mock our families?"
Angela William chimed in, her voice dripping with disdain. "This is an insult! Our families have generations of alliances. To bring someone like this into our midst, to ruin our engagement meeting after it was already fixed? Unacceptable!"
Mr. Reed rose, his face grim. He turned to Caleb. "I can't bare to watch this, you know the family so Diana. Since you insist this... young man is your boyfriend or fiancee, I will accept him as my son-in-law, I won't force you to get married anymore." The words hung in the air, a shocking pronouncement.
Leo William exploded. "Father! Mother! This is absurd! You would choose a nobody over me? Over the Williams' name?"
"Silence, Leo!" Mr. William roared, his face flushed. "This is for the Reed family to decide! It’s about more than just you!"
Caleb, though inwardly surprised, maintained a composed expression. "I'm flattered, Mr. Reed, truly. But I assure you, Diana and I… are not exactly in that kind of relationship." He cast a subtle, a
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The study was dimly lit, filled with the scent of old paper and something faintly smoky—perhaps from the fireplace that hadn’t been used in weeks. Mr. Callahan’s fingers hovered over a stack of albums tucked into the bottom shelf. He slowly pulled one out, a leather-bound photo album already frayed at the edges from too much handling over the years.Arthur stood at the doorway, unsure whether to step back or remain still. He had come to return a book to Mr. Callahan, but the conversation had taken a strange turn.Mr. Callahan opened a page, eyes softening at a photograph. His voice, when it came, was quiet, almost to himself.“What? That was where my son died.”Arthur shifted. “Sir?”Mr. Callahan turned the photo album around and pointed to a burned structure in a picture. It was taken long ago, probably by the press or police. “That was the place,” he said, then reached into a drawer and brought out a framed photograph.He handed it to Arthur.Arthur took it carefully, glancing down
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The room was quiet. The breeze from the open window lifted the curtains gently, casting strips of sunlight across Arthur’s face as he stood in quiet contemplation. A towel rested on his shoulder he had just finished cleaning and his eyes were fixed on the floor, yet his thoughts were elsewhere, deeper than the surface he stood on.“I think I need to go back home for some time,” he murmured to himself, voice low and heavy. “I need to explain better to them that I didn't run away from home. I just needed to find my way around... and try to go back to living my life, not depending on my family.”It wasn’t guilt that weighed him down. It was something heavier—an unshakable sense of unfinished business. And perhaps, somewhere deep inside, it was the echo of a life he hadn’t fully remembered.Wiping his hands one last time, he folded the towel and draped it over his shoulder before walking out. His steps were slow, deliberate, as he made his way to Mr. Callahan’s office. He reached the door
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The Callahan mansion had never truly known silence not even in grief. There was always movement, whispers, or the quiet hum of Jasper’s laughter. But that morning, as the sun crept past the marble pillars and into the drawing room, everything felt… paused.Diana wasn’t downstairs yet. Richard and Mr. Callahan sat by the large window, reading reports in silence. K.J. was away on business. Daphne had just stepped out for a call. The only sound was the distant ticking of the clock on the mantelpiece.Then, a knock.Three slow, firm knocks.The butler opened the door and paused. His eyebrows arched as he stepped aside for the guest to enter.A man with strands of greying hair stepped in broad-shouldered, tall, his presence oddly commanding despite the humble coat he wore. His eyes scanned the room, but there was no hesitation in his steps as he walked directly toward Mr. Callahan.Richard stood up first. “Can we help you?”Mr. Callahan squinted at the man, the wrinkles on his face tighten
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The sun was barely up when Arthur packed a bag and left the compound.He didn’t say a word to Diego. Couldn’t. Wouldn’t. Not yet.There was no plan, just a pull in his chest that refused to loosen. The boy from yesterday, the strange stares, the woman’s laugh—it had cracked something open. He couldn’t pretend anymore. Something was missing. And if no one was going to give him answers, then he would find them himself.He’d seen the notice on a worn-out bulletin board two towns over. Now Hiring: Callahan Mansion. In need of full-time domestic help. ID Required. It was simple enough. A name, a few lies, and he could walk right into the home that tugged at something deep inside him. He didn’t know why, but it felt like the answers were there. Something was waiting for him inside that house.Maybe someone.Maybe himself.****Later That Day Callahan MansionThe Callahan estate was alive with quiet movement. Diana had resumed working part-time at the hospital, and Jasper had grown into a st
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Morning came too quickly.Arthur sat at the edge of his bed, staring out the window at the dew-covered fields. Birds chirped in the distance, the sun barely above the horizon. It should’ve been peaceful—but inside him, everything felt restless.He couldn’t stop thinking about yesterday. About that woman’s laugh. The man’s eyes. The kid’s smile. All of it kept looping in his head like a song he couldn’t get rid of. He barely slept.There was no reason for it to bother him so much. No logical explanation for why complete strangers had made his chest tighten like that. He told himself it was just déjà vu, like Diego said. Just some scrambled memory flashing through his broken mind.But that didn’t make it go away.Downstairs, Diego was already in the kitchen, slicing fruit and making tea like he did every morning. When Arthur walked in, his uncle looked up with a small smile.“Didn’t hear you come down,” Diego said.“Didn’t sleep much,” Arthur replied, pulling out a chair and sitting at
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The sun was nearly gone, casting long shadows over the quiet compound. Arthur walked slowly toward the main house, his shoulders heavy, his face tense like something was stuck in his chest that he couldn’t quite shake off. He found his uncle in the study, a book open in his lap. Diego noticed the look on his nephew’s face immediately."You look like your thoughts are chewing you up," Diego said, closing the book. "Rough day?"Arthur let out a long sigh, brushing his hand over his forehead like he was trying to wipe the feeling off his skin. "The day itself was fine. I fixed the fence. The woman was happy with the work." He paused and looked at his bruised hands. "But something happened when I was leaving. I saw a woman, a man, and a little boy. Just standing there across the road."Diego raised an eyebrow. "And?""I don’t know what it was," Arthur said, frustration creeping into his voice. "I just… the woman’s laugh it felt like I’d heard it before. The man looked at me like he knew m
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