Waves Carry Lost Memories by Niro Dane Flint 136 Summary
In Chapter 136 of “Waves Carry Lost Memories,” titled “Unexpected Date,” Elle finds herself in a tense confrontation with Mira, who intrudes into her space while she is unpacking. The atmosphere is charged with unresolved emotions as Mira expresses her concerns about Elle’s well-being during her pregnancy, but Elle sees through Mira’s feigned compassion. The tension escalates when Mira accuses Elle of jealousy over her past relationship with Brad, leading to a heated exchange that reveals both women’s insecurities.
As the confrontation unfolds, Elle maintains her composure, refusing to be manipulated by Mira’s tears and emotional outbursts. She is determined to reclaim her space and autonomy, standing her ground against Mira’s attempts to assert control. Just as the situation reaches its peak, Brad appears, bringing a sudden shift in the dynamics. His authority and presence disrupt the tension, and Mira’s facade of innocence crumbles as she tries to salvage her image in front of him.
Brad’s intervention leads to a surprising turn of events. He dismisses Mira’s attempts to help and instead focuses on Elle, insisting that everything in their shared space should reflect her taste. This act of support empowers Elle and shifts the power dynamics, leaving Mira feeling threatened and ultimately forcing her to retreat. With Mira out of the picture, Brad takes Elle out for a spontaneous movie date, a gesture that surprises and delights her.
The chapter concludes with a lighthearted moment as Elle finds herself holding a ridiculous rubber chicken, a comedic relief amidst the earlier tension. Brad’s awkward attempts at dating become evident, and Elle realizes that he is indeed trying to take her on a date. This revelation marks a significant turning point in their relationship, as Elle begins to see Brad in a new light, hinting at the potential for deeper emotional connections between them. The chapter captures a blend of conflict, empowerment, and budding romance, setting the stage for future developments in their relationship.
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# Chapter 136: Unexpected Date
Elle’s POV
“Come in,” I called out, my eyes fixed on the chaos of my suitcase as I continued unpacking. The room felt foreign to me, stripped of its usual warmth, and I was determined to reclaim it.
The door creaked open, revealing Mira, her perfectly manicured nails gripping the frame like a lifeline. I could sense her gaze sweeping over the nearly barren room, where her carefully curated decorations once added a touch of her personality. Now, it felt stark and empty, just like my mood.
“Elle, we need to talk about what just happened,” she started, her voice laced with that familiar edge of tightly controlled emotion that always hinted at a storm brewing beneath the surface.
Finally, I looked up, meeting her gaze with a steady resolve. “If you’re looking to control how my room is decorated,” I replied evenly, “you’ll need to get Brad’s personal permission. This is my space, after all.”
At my words, Mira’s composure shattered like glass. “Are you kidding me?” she exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch, tears brimming in her eyes as if summoned by my defiance. “Is this because you’re jealous? Because I was the one Brad loved most? Or is it my position at the company that has you all twisted up?”
I paused, genuinely taken aback by her melodrama. Here we go again with the waterworks.
“I only wanted to help because I care about Brad as a friend!” she continued, her voice cracking perfectly, as if rehearsed. “I thought… I thought maybe you’d appreciate the help since you’re pregnant and might be feeling insecure about your changing body. I was just trying to be kind!”
The feigned concern in her voice made my skin crawl. I turned to face her fully, keeping my expression as neutral as possible. “Are you done?”
Her tears flowed more freely, but I could see the calculation behind them. This act might work on Brad, but I was not falling for it.
“Mira, your tears only work on men,” I said flatly. “Save the drama for someone who actually cares.”
Just then, Sophia appeared in the hallway, her eyebrows raised as she took in the scene. “Ready to go, Elle?” she asked, her tone bright and cheerful, a stark contrast to the tension in the room.
“Absolutely,” I replied, striding toward her and stepping around Mira without a second glance, determined to leave the chaos behind.
Mira’s sobs morphed into anger, and I felt her shift behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught her leg moving—the audacity! The woman was actually trying to trip me! My hand instinctively moved to protect my stomach, but before I could react, a familiar voice sliced through the tension like a knife.
“Where are you going?”
Brad’s deep voice carried an authority that made the air in the room freeze. Mira quickly pulled her leg back, hastily wiping her tears, likely thanking whatever gods she believed in for not being caught in her petty attempt.
I turned to see Brad standing at the end of the hallway, his amber eyes fixed on me with an intensity that quickened my pulse. He wore dark jeans and a white button-down, casual yet undeniably attractive.
“I’m going out,” I replied, irritation lacing my words. “Apparently, I need permission to even breathe in my own room around here.”
Brad’s gaze drifted to the living room, where furniture was stacked haphazardly, creating an obstacle course of chaos. His expression darkened as he took in the disarray.
“Perfect timing!” Sophia chimed in, clearly reveling in the drama. “Elle and I were just discussing how boring it is here.”
I watched as Brad’s jaw tightened, his eyes flicking back to Mira, who suddenly looked like she wanted to melt into the wallpaper. For the first time since I’d known her, she appeared genuinely anxious.
“Brad, I can explain—” Mira began, immediately shifting into damage control mode. “I just wanted to help Elle since she’s pregnant and shouldn’t be doing any heavy lifting. I thought I’d surprise her by taking care of everything, but apparently, I overstepped.” She sniffled delicately, her eyes wide with faux innocence. “I’m so sorry. I’ll move out right away.”
Then, turning to me with wounded eyes, she added, “Elle, why didn’t you just tell me you didn’t like it? Why did you have to humiliate me like this?”
I was completely done with this performance. Brad’s silence spoke volumes—he was likely waiting for me to be the “bigger person” and apologize. Well, screw that.
I started walking toward the door, but Brad’s hand shot out, wrapping around my wrist with a firm yet gentle grip. I hated how safe it made me feel.
“Wait,” he said, his tone almost pleading. “Where are you going? I’ll come with you.”
“You don’t need to,” I replied coolly, trying to pull my hand free. “You’re obviously busy.”
“I’m not busy.” His grip tightened slightly, an unyielding promise. “Sophia, you handle redecorating the house. Everything should be to Elle’s taste—don’t worry about mine.”
Sophia practically bounced with excitement, her eyes sparkling. “Really? I get to redecorate this whole place? This is going to be so much fun!”
Mira, meanwhile, had gone pale, realizing she was being thoroughly dismissed in front of everyone. The look on her face was priceless.
“Well then,” Sophia said cheerfully to Mira, “I guess that means you can leave now. I’ve got work to do.”
Mira stared at Brad for a long, tense moment, probably hoping he’d intervene on her behalf. When he didn’t even acknowledge her, she straightened her shoulders and lifted her chin defiantly.
“Fine,” she said with forced dignity. “I wouldn’t want to do this kind of… manual labor anyway.” She shot Sophia a venomous look before storming out of the house.
Brad was already pulling me toward the door. “Come on.”
Before I could protest, I found myself in the passenger seat of his sleek sports car. He drove more carefully than usual, likely conscious of my pregnancy, but I could feel the tension in his shoulders, something I hadn’t noticed before.
“We’re going to see a movie,” he announced suddenly, breaking the silence.
I blinked in surprise. “What?”
“Movies. That’s what we’re doing,” he replied, sounding as if he were trying to convince both of us.
This was so out of the blue that I didn’t know how to respond. Since when did Brad Rayne go to movies?
We ended up walking through an outdoor shopping area, and somehow, I found myself holding a bright yellow rubber chicken that squeaked obnoxiously when I squeezed it.
“What… is this?” I asked, staring at the ridiculous toy, confusion etched on my face.
Brad was a few feet away, talking on the phone, his frustration barely contained. “Alex, explain to me why she looks confused when I just gave her a gift… What do you mean ‘why a screaming chicken’? The teddy bears were ugly as hell.”
I nearly laughed despite myself. He was actually asking his assistant for dating advice.
A moment later, Brad walked over and literally shoved his wallet into my hands. “Buy whatever you want,” he said gruffly. “Apparently, I’m bad at picking gifts.”
I looked down at the expensive leather wallet, then back up at his frustrated expression, and suddenly, everything clicked into place.
“Brad,” I said slowly, “are you… are you trying to take me on a date?”
The way his ears turned slightly red was all the confirmation I needed.
Conclusion
In the aftermath of the chaos that unfolded, a sense of clarity washed over me as I sat in the passenger seat of Brad’s car, the absurdity of the rubber chicken still in my hand. The confrontation with Mira had been a turning point, a moment where I finally asserted my boundaries and reclaimed my space—not just in the physical sense, but emotionally as well. As Brad drove, I felt the weight of tension lift, replaced by a burgeoning sense of excitement. The unexpected date had transformed from a mere distraction into an opportunity for connection, something I had longed for amidst the turmoil of my life. I realized that this was more than just a casual outing; it was a step toward a new chapter, one where I could embrace my evolving identity as both a partner and a mother.
As we strolled through the shopping area, the warmth of Brad’s presence began to dissolve the remnants of my insecurities. His awkward attempts at romance, from the ridiculous gift to the genuine concern for my comfort, revealed a side of him I had yet to fully appreciate. It was in these small, unguarded moments that I felt the stirrings of something deeper between us. The laughter bubbling up from within me was a testament not only to the absurdity of our situation but also to the realization that I was ready to embrace this unexpected journey together. With each step, I felt more at ease, more alive, and for the first time in a long while, I allowed myself to hope for a future filled with love, laughter, and the promise of new memories waiting to be made.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the upcoming chapter, readers can expect the tension between Elle and Brad to reach new heights as they navigate the complexities of their evolving relationship. With the unexpected date now in motion, the atmosphere will be charged with both excitement and uncertainty. Will Elle embrace this newfound connection with Brad, or will her insecurities about their past and the looming presence of Mira cast a shadow over their time together? As they delve into the uncharted waters of romance, the stakes are higher than ever, especially with the impending arrival of their child adding another layer of complexity to their bond.
Moreover, the dynamics between Elle, Brad, and Mira are bound to shift dramatically. Mira’s manipulative tendencies have been exposed, and her reaction to being sidelined will undoubtedly have repercussions. Will she retaliate, or will she find a way to worm her way back into Brad’s good graces? As Elle and Brad share moments of vulnerability and laughter, the tension with Mira could escalate, leading to unexpected confrontations that might test their relationship further. Readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eagerly anticipating how these intertwined lives will unfold in the next chapter, where love, rivalry, and the quest for personal identity collide in a thrilling narrative.
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