Fridge Magnets

Fridge Magnets

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"Say something normal. Normal." "You know I can't be normal around her, never have, never will" - Fred Weasley fell in love with her at school - quietly, foolishly, and far too young to do anything about it. She was the brown-haired girl who laughed easily, collected fridge magnets like memories, and never noticed the way Fred's jokes always seemed meant just for her. Two years after the war, a group holiday to a remote cabin in Canada throws them together again - older, bruised, and finally still enough to feel what's been waiting all along. Between snow, cosy fireplaces, and the soft ache of everything unspoken, Fred is forced to face the one thing he's never joked his way around: that he's loved her for years, and this time, he might finally get the chance to say it.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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