Ten Days to Leave My Stepbrother (Beatrice) novel Chapter 21

**Across Quiet Meadows Rise Dreams Waiting For Their Moment**
**Chapter 21**

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For the next two days, Beatrice found herself cocooned within the walls of her home, choosing solitude over the outside world. The hustle and bustle of daily life continued beyond her door, as Lilith and Elliot ventured off to work, leaving Beatrice and Greyson to navigate the quiet of the house together.

Perhaps it was Lilith’s thoughtful directives or simply a desire to keep Beatrice entertained, but Greyson took it upon himself to guide her through the nooks and crannies of their expansive residence. They explored the underground wine cellar, its cool, shadowy corners filled with bottles that seemed to whisper secrets of distant lands. The rooftop terrace garden, bursting with vibrant blooms, offered a breathtaking view of the horizon, where the sun dipped low, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. They ventured into the private cinema on the third floor, where plush seats awaited them, and the backyard swimming pool shimmered invitingly under the bright sun.

With each new discovery, they reveled in the beauty surrounding them, their laughter and conversation weaving a tapestry of connection that deepened with every shared moment. As the day faded into night, the atmosphere shifted, infused with an air of celebration. Lilith, ever the life of the party, initiated a barbecue in the backyard, her enthusiasm infectious as she pulled Beatrice into the festivities.

Around the flickering flames, she regaled them with amusing tales from her childhood, stories that painted a picture of her mischievous spirit and the bond she shared with Celia. Elliot and Greyson busied themselves nearby, tending to the fire, the aroma of grilled skewers wafting through the air as they served up delicious morsels and filled empty glasses with refreshing drinks.

A gentle summer breeze danced through the garden, carrying with it the intoxicating fragrance of blooming flowers, their colors vibrant against the backdrop of twilight. The soft notes of romantic piano music floated through the air, wrapping around Beatrice like a warm embrace. She leaned back, allowing herself to bask in the beauty of the moment, her gaze drifting upward to the stars that sparkled faintly in the night sky. In that instant, everything felt perfect, and she couldn’t help but marvel at the infinite beauty of life.

Just as she was lost in her reverie, a video call from Celia lit up her phone screen, jolting her back to reality. Mother and daughter exchanged cheerful banter, their voices filled with warmth and familiarity, before Lilith playfully seized the phone, eager to join the conversation.

Whenever Celia and Beatrice connected, it was like a floodgate of topics opened, and they could talk for hours, each word brimming with enthusiasm. Beatrice stood up to fetch a chilled can of cola, stretching her arms lazily as she turned her gaze and unexpectedly locked eyes with Greyson. In that moment, laughter erupted between them, a shared amusement that felt both light-hearted and genuine.

Noticing the plate of chicken wings in his hand, Beatrice didn’t hesitate; she grabbed a skewer, delighting in the spontaneity of the moment. Lilith, always the observer, caught sight of their playful exchange and quickly aimed the camera at them, her laughter ringing out like music.

“Celia, you have to see this! Look at these two! They’ve only known each other for two days, and they already seem so comfortable together. It’s like they were meant to connect!”

Both Beatrice and Greyson were acutely aware of the engagement that loomed over their heads, a reality neither had dared to mention. Yet, as Lilith teased them, a rush of warmth flooded Beatrice’s cheeks, and she quickly took a sip of her cola, hoping to mask her embarrassment.

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