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A Love-Triangle Story Of Boundaries, Staying, And The Space Between Us.One couple, one best friend, and the quiet third space that forces them to decide what love really means.Riley has always believed in words. As a brand writer and quiet caretaker type, she has made a life out of choosing language carefully enough to keep the people around her comfortable. Her marriage to Daniel is built on small rituals and a shared sense of competence: two steady people who know how to keep the lights on and the dishes washed, even when life is hard.Then Amelia - Riley's oldest friend, the person who knows...
A Love-Triangle Story Of Boundaries, Staying, And The Space Between Us.
One couple, one best friend, and the quiet third space that forces them to decide what love really means.
Riley has always believed in words. As a brand writer and quiet caretaker type, she has made a life out of choosing language carefully enough to keep the people around her comfortable. Her marriage to Daniel is built on small rituals and a shared sense of competence: two steady people who know how to keep the lights on and the dishes washed, even when life is hard.
Then Amelia - Riley's oldest friend, the person who knows her before she learned how to be "the responsible one" - arrives at their door with a suitcase and a broken heart. A short-term stay on the couch turns into a spare-room arrangement, and the third chair at their kitchen table stops being an extra seat. It becomes the place where something unnamed sits with them every night.
Conversations stretch later. Lines blur. What began as shelter becomes an entanglement none of them know how to describe. There is no shared label that fits neatly: not quite an affair, not quite polyamory, not just "helping out a friend." Riley feels herself pulled toward both of the people she loves, terrified of losing either, and even more afraid of naming what is happening between them.
When everything finally snaps - under the weight of silence, half-truths, and the pressure of everyone trying to be "the good one" - Riley is left with a choice: walk away from the mess, or stay and rebuild with brutal honesty. Therapy sessions, hard apologies, and new boundaries follow. The third chair remains at the table, but now it represents the work they are willing to do, not the secrets they are avoiding.
Years later, when Riley begins to turn their story into a memoir, she discovers that telling the truth on the page is its own test. How do you write about a love-triangle that never fit the usual scripts without making anyone a villain or a saint? What does it mean to publish a version of your life while you are still living the consequences? And who, exactly, is she talking to when she writes: the past versions of themselves, the readers who might be in something similar, or the future self who needs proof that she once chose courage over comfort?
Set mostly around one kitchen table and the three people who keep returning to it, The Third Chair At Our Table is a slow, emotionally layered love-triangle story about marriage in crisis, romantic friendship, and the kind of nearly-poly relationship that never gets a glossy label. It follows Riley, Daniel, and Amelia through the first dangerous rush of unspoken attraction, the painful collapse when the truth finally comes out, and the quieter, deeper work of choosing to stay and grow instead of running away.
This is not a high-glamour, jet-set triangle. It is a domestic, introspective, contemporary story where most of the revolutions happen in conversations, therapy rooms, and late-night emails. Intimacy is mostly closed-door; the focus stays on emotional stakes, boundaries, and the ethics of loving more than one person without losing yourself. Along the way, the book also becomes a story about storytelling - about what happens when you invite strangers to read your hardest season and call it a love story.
Perfect for readers who love contemplative, character-driven romance and relationship fiction, The Third Chair At Our Table will resonate with anyone who has ever sat "in the middle," tried to keep everyone else okay, or wondered whether staying can sometimes be just as brave as leaving. If you are drawn to married-in-trouble arcs, messy but tender love-triangles, and stories that treat communication as life-changing rather than boring, this is a novel you can sink into and carry back to your own kitchen table.
One couple, one best friend, and the quiet third space that forces them to decide what love really means.
Riley has always believed in words. As a brand writer and quiet caretaker type, she has made a life out of choosing language carefully enough to keep the people around her comfortable. Her marriage to Daniel is built on small rituals and a shared sense of competence: two steady people who know how to keep the lights on and the dishes washed, even when life is hard.
Then Amelia - Riley's oldest friend, the person who knows her before she learned how to be "the responsible one" - arrives at their door with a suitcase and a broken heart. A short-term stay on the couch turns into a spare-room arrangement, and the third chair at their kitchen table stops being an extra seat. It becomes the place where something unnamed sits with them every night.
Conversations stretch later. Lines blur. What began as shelter becomes an entanglement none of them know how to describe. There is no shared label that fits neatly: not quite an affair, not quite polyamory, not just "helping out a friend." Riley feels herself pulled toward both of the people she loves, terrified of losing either, and even more afraid of naming what is happening between them.
When everything finally snaps - under the weight of silence, half-truths, and the pressure of everyone trying to be "the good one" - Riley is left with a choice: walk away from the mess, or stay and rebuild with brutal honesty. Therapy sessions, hard apologies, and new boundaries follow. The third chair remains at the table, but now it represents the work they are willing to do, not the secrets they are avoiding.
Years later, when Riley begins to turn their story into a memoir, she discovers that telling the truth on the page is its own test. How do you write about a love-triangle that never fit the usual scripts without making anyone a villain or a saint? What does it mean to publish a version of your life while you are still living the consequences? And who, exactly, is she talking to when she writes: the past versions of themselves, the readers who might be in something similar, or the future self who needs proof that she once chose courage over comfort?
Set mostly around one kitchen table and the three people who keep returning to it, The Third Chair At Our Table is a slow, emotionally layered love-triangle story about marriage in crisis, romantic friendship, and the kind of nearly-poly relationship that never gets a glossy label. It follows Riley, Daniel, and Amelia through the first dangerous rush of unspoken attraction, the painful collapse when the truth finally comes out, and the quieter, deeper work of choosing to stay and grow instead of running away.
This is not a high-glamour, jet-set triangle. It is a domestic, introspective, contemporary story where most of the revolutions happen in conversations, therapy rooms, and late-night emails. Intimacy is mostly closed-door; the focus stays on emotional stakes, boundaries, and the ethics of loving more than one person without losing yourself. Along the way, the book also becomes a story about storytelling - about what happens when you invite strangers to read your hardest season and call it a love story.
Perfect for readers who love contemplative, character-driven romance and relationship fiction, The Third Chair At Our Table will resonate with anyone who has ever sat "in the middle," tried to keep everyone else okay, or wondered whether staying can sometimes be just as brave as leaving. If you are drawn to married-in-trouble arcs, messy but tender love-triangles, and stories that treat communication as life-changing rather than boring, this is a novel you can sink into and carry back to your own kitchen table.
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