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  ChapterChapter 3 Chapter 3 opens with a sensory contrast as Jane steps into Thornfield Estates, her fingers curled loosely around Bear’s leash. Chapter 3 instantly impresses upon her just how different this world is—the grand arching door, the manicured perfection of the exterior, and the clean marble that greets the muddy paws of the dog she’s walking. Eddie, tall and casual despite the polished setting, welcomes them in without a hint of irritation, his easy smile and warm voice cutting through the formality she… Chapter 3 opens with a sensory contrast as Jane steps into Thornfield Estates, her fingers curled loosely around Bear’s leash. Chapter 3 instantly impresses upon her just how different this world is—the grand arching door, the manicured perfection of the exterior, and the clean marble that greets the muddy paws of the dog she’s walking. Eddie, tall and casual despite the polished setting, welcomes them in without a hint of irritation, his easy smile and warm voice cutting through the formality she…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 4 Chapter 4 begins with a question that sounds casual but carries a sharper edge underneath: “Since when does Eddie Rochester have a dog?” Emily Clark, or Mrs. Clark as she insists everyone in the neighborhood say—except when she reminds you that "Emily is fine"—asks it with a smile that doesn’t quite meet her eyes. She’s dressed in her usual athleisure that’s probably more about status than sweat, her thermos monogrammed, her tone sweet but lined with judgment. She knows Adele isn’t mine,… Chapter 4 begins with a question that sounds casual but carries a sharper edge underneath: “Since when does Eddie Rochester have a dog?” Emily Clark, or Mrs. Clark as she insists everyone in the neighborhood say—except when she reminds you that "Emily is fine"—asks it with a smile that doesn’t quite meet her eyes. She’s dressed in her usual athleisure that’s probably more about status than sweat, her thermos monogrammed, her tone sweet but lined with judgment. She knows Adele isn’t mine,…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 5 Chapter 5 begins with a reminder that this isn’t home. “You’re late on your half of the rent,” John says, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes as I hand over the cash I scraped together from pawning one of Mrs. Reed’s earrings. This place was never meant to be permanent—just a landing spot, a temporary fix with someone who knew too much about me. But six months later, here I still am, watching my yogurt disappear into his mouth as he leans against the counter like he owns me along with the… Chapter 5 begins with a reminder that this isn’t home. “You’re late on your half of the rent,” John says, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes as I hand over the cash I scraped together from pawning one of Mrs. Reed’s earrings. This place was never meant to be permanent—just a landing spot, a temporary fix with someone who knew too much about me. But six months later, here I still am, watching my yogurt disappear into his mouth as he leans against the counter like he owns me along with the…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 6 Chapter 6 begins with Eddie absent. His car isn’t in the garage, and I take Adele out for her walk alone, pretending the hollow in my chest isn’t disappointment. The puppy’s leash is light in my hand, and we head not into Thornfield’s manicured lanes, but downhill toward Mountain Brook Village. This isn’t just about changing scenery—it’s strategy. I want to be seen. By walking Adele where people don’t recognize me as the dog-walker, I’m not just someone with a leash—I’m someone… Chapter 6 begins with Eddie absent. His car isn’t in the garage, and I take Adele out for her walk alone, pretending the hollow in my chest isn’t disappointment. The puppy’s leash is light in my hand, and we head not into Thornfield’s manicured lanes, but downhill toward Mountain Brook Village. This isn’t just about changing scenery—it’s strategy. I want to be seen. By walking Adele where people don’t recognize me as the dog-walker, I’m not just someone with a leash—I’m someone…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 7 Chapter 7 begins with restraint—intentional distance and cautious construction. I won’t let him see where I live. Letting Eddie glimpse that run-down complex, the sagging roof, or—worse—crossing paths with John, would strip away everything I’ve built. So I insist on meeting him in English Village, one of those quaint, manicured corners of Mountain Brook that locals refer to as “villages,” as if this curated affluence needed more charm. It’s the kind of place where everything smells faintly… Chapter 7 begins with restraint—intentional distance and cautious construction. I won’t let him see where I live. Letting Eddie glimpse that run-down complex, the sagging roof, or—worse—crossing paths with John, would strip away everything I’ve built. So I insist on meeting him in English Village, one of those quaint, manicured corners of Mountain Brook that locals refer to as “villages,” as if this curated affluence needed more charm. It’s the kind of place where everything smells faintly…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 8 Chapter 8 begins with a quiet weight—everything in the Ingraham house still holding its breath, as if waiting for Blanche to come back. The rooms haven’t adjusted to her absence. Her handbag still sits by the door, and a neat little pile of rings rests beside the lamp, as if she’d be back any second to slip them on. Even her shoes are still where she must have kicked them off, gingham flats with just enough wear on the soles to show how often they were loved. I walk in slow, the tension from last… Chapter 8 begins with a quiet weight—everything in the Ingraham house still holding its breath, as if waiting for Blanche to come back. The rooms haven’t adjusted to her absence. Her handbag still sits by the door, and a neat little pile of rings rests beside the lamp, as if she’d be back any second to slip them on. Even her shoes are still where she must have kicked them off, gingham flats with just enough wear on the soles to show how often they were loved. I walk in slow, the tension from last…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 9 Chapter 9 begins with a word—whirlwind—and that’s the only way to describe how things with Eddie have moved. But every time I think it, I remember Bea, who once described falling for Eddie the same way. Maybe that’s just his pattern: sweeping women off their feet so fast they don’t realize they’ve been picked up until their feet no longer touch the ground. I’ve given him another shot, but it’s on my terms. No fancy dinners in Mountain Brook, no letting Thornfield gossip circles catch wind… Chapter 9 begins with a word—whirlwind—and that’s the only way to describe how things with Eddie have moved. But every time I think it, I remember Bea, who once described falling for Eddie the same way. Maybe that’s just his pattern: sweeping women off their feet so fast they don’t realize they’ve been picked up until their feet no longer touch the ground. I’ve given him another shot, but it’s on my terms. No fancy dinners in Mountain Brook, no letting Thornfield gossip circles catch wind…- 
            
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  ChapterPart II: Bea Part II: Bea begins with a sense of disorientation that even writing can’t fully soothe. Putting thoughts on paper is Bea’s only way of processing the impossible—what her life has become since Blanche’s death. Her best friend is gone, and the man she once trusted with her future might be responsible. That realization hasn’t stopped echoing in her head since she woke up locked away, alone, in a hidden room of her own home. Everything about the room reminds her of Eddie—his planning, his taste,… Part II: Bea begins with a sense of disorientation that even writing can’t fully soothe. Putting thoughts on paper is Bea’s only way of processing the impossible—what her life has become since Blanche’s death. Her best friend is gone, and the man she once trusted with her future might be responsible. That realization hasn’t stopped echoing in her head since she woke up locked away, alone, in a hidden room of her own home. Everything about the room reminds her of Eddie—his planning, his taste,…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 10 Chapter 10 begins with a small but unexpected luxury—soft-scented sheets, the kind Jane never imagined she'd experience. Each morning in Eddie’s bed feels unreal, wrapped in linen that smells like safety and success. After two weeks of sinking into plush cushions, sipping cinnamon-laced coffee, and lounging in comfort, Jane finds herself clinging tightly to a lifestyle that once seemed unreachable. The master bedroom has become her sanctuary, styled in rich textures and quiet masculinity that contrast… Chapter 10 begins with a small but unexpected luxury—soft-scented sheets, the kind Jane never imagined she'd experience. Each morning in Eddie’s bed feels unreal, wrapped in linen that smells like safety and success. After two weeks of sinking into plush cushions, sipping cinnamon-laced coffee, and lounging in comfort, Jane finds herself clinging tightly to a lifestyle that once seemed unreachable. The master bedroom has become her sanctuary, styled in rich textures and quiet masculinity that contrast…- 
            
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  ChapterChapter 11 Chapter 11 begins with a calculated step into the world of Thornfield Estates, as I craft my first planned “coincidence” with Emily Clark and Campbell Reed. Strolling Adele through the neighborhood provides the perfect pretext to insert myself into their line of sight. I’m not just walking a dog—I’m walking our dog, subtly announcing that I’m not an employee anymore but Eddie’s partner, and that detail doesn’t go unnoticed. Their oversized sunglasses hide most of their expressions, but the… Chapter 11 begins with a calculated step into the world of Thornfield Estates, as I craft my first planned “coincidence” with Emily Clark and Campbell Reed. Strolling Adele through the neighborhood provides the perfect pretext to insert myself into their line of sight. I’m not just walking a dog—I’m walking our dog, subtly announcing that I’m not an employee anymore but Eddie’s partner, and that detail doesn’t go unnoticed. Their oversized sunglasses hide most of their expressions, but the…- 
            
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