The driver looked rough and tough, a bit intimidating.The guys I was used to were always clean-cut, with fair skin, dressed in suits, ties, and overcoats.But this guy? He looked like he might've just gotten out of prison.I instinctively tightened my grip on my bag, remembering the pepper spray and self-defense knife Lena had slipped inside before I left.But before I could even think about reaching for them, the driver had already started the car and stayed silent.'What was that look he gave me supposed to mean?' I wondered.I couldn't figure it out, and my brief moment of calm was suddenly replaced by unease.Because I was on high alert, I didn't pay much attention to the townscape. When the car finally stopped, I quickly paid and got out, watching the taxi drive away before letting out a sigh of relief.It was already ten at night, and I realized coming here at this hour might not have been the smartest move.I could have waited until the next day to search for my parent
"Hey Cutie Pie."The voice on the other end was husky and familiar, yet distant.A familiar face popped into my mind, and I blurted out, "Wayne!"I had hoped that changing my number would keep me off the Johnston family's radar, but I never expected Wayne to find this number and actually call me."Looks like you kept my number and didn't forget about me," Wayne's voice had that teasing edge.He was only two years older than Jace. Before he left for abroad, he used to look out for me a lot and loved calling me Cutie Pie.For a moment, I had no idea how to respond. His words sounded almost like he was complaining.In the first couple of years after he left, I'd sometimes reach out, just to see how he was doing. But eventually, we lost touch.Wayne was never the type to keep in contact. He barely talked to his family, so it was no surprise he didn't stay in touch with me.Now, out of the blue, he was calling me. I knew it had to be about my canceled wedding with Jace.Even if Wa
I hadn't really thought about any of this until Wayne's words brought those memories flooding back, like an old movie reel playing in my head."What did he do? Can you tell me?" Wayne asked softly when I didn't say anything.If I didn't explain, they'd be confused. Jace would think I was just being dramatic, and when I got back, Matthew and Lindey would totally grill me about it too.The easiest thing was to spill it now, so I wouldn't have to deal with all the questions later."He cheated on me," I said, making Wayne go silent on the other end.Knowing he wouldn't believe it, I added, "It was his close friend's wife. Even your parents know about their affair."Wayne didn't say anything.I smiled. "You know it's true, don't you?"No secret stayed hidden forever. Jace and I didn't even get our marriage certificate. Matthew and Lindey would definitely ask questions and find out, and Wayne would ask Matthew."That's impossible. Jace loved you so much. Maybe there's some misunders
"Hayden, this is the girl I mentioned who wants to switch rooms. Can you two discuss it?"Macy's voice cut through the staring contest between Hayden and me.I stepped forward. "Hi, I'm Keira Kay. Would you mind switching rooms with me?""Hayden Hart, and no." He dismissed me as fast as he'd washed his hair earlier.My lips twitched in irritation, my stubborn side kicking in. "Why not?"Hayden glanced at me but didn't answer. He just slung an army-green towel over his shoulder and walked past me, sending a chill through me.Macy came over. "Hey, Keira. Don't be upset. Hayden isn't good at sweet-talking girls. I'll talk to him later."My temper flared, and I raised my voice on purpose. "No need. It's just a room. Whoever wants it can have it."Macy pulled me aside. "Don't be so harsh. He's an ex-soldier. If you push him too far, he might carry you out and toss you outside."I couldn't help but laugh at myself. How could I mistake an ex-soldier for a freshly released inmate?"I
But lying on that hard bed, my mind was a chaotic mess, with no trace of sleepiness.Eventually, I picked up my phone and opened my messaging app. There were messages from Demi and Gavin.Demi: [Keira, today was insanely busy, but I finished all the tasks you assigned. Remember to give me some dragées as a reward tomorrow. Congrats on your wedding, and may you be happy forever.]I smirked at the message and didn't respond.Gavin: [Ms. Kay, please don't take this the wrong way about Mr. Johnston. It's super important you guys don't have any issues, or it'll all be my fault.]I didn't bother replying. Instead, I opened my social media, found a selfie of my shadow at an amusement park, and posted it with the caption: [Happy vacation!]Afterwards, I purged my profile of anything related to Jace—a classic move after a breakup.Since we weren't a thing anymore, it was best to clear out anything about us to avoid any bitterness and self-pity. By the time I finished, it was 3 a.m., my e
I didn't expect Macy to play matchmaker for me. Hayden's cold, indifferent face flashed in my mind.Recalling his direct and emotionless refusal to switch rooms, a playful mood overtook me, and I responded with a quick, "Sure."I agreed, but it was just a casual remark; I didn't take it seriously.After breakfast, I borrowed a bicycle from Macy and spent the day riding around Chiverton.When I returned to the rented house, it was already evening, and I had a sketchbook in addition to what I had left with in the morning.I loved drawing. Before my parents passed away, they had enrolled me in dance classes, drawing classes, and even harp lessons. These all ended when they were gone, but drawing continued because it was simple: all I needed was a pen and paper.Today, besides exploring, I completed a drawing of the current Chiverton. My parents had always wanted to come back and see the place, but since they couldn't, I'd paint it and burn it as an offering to them."Keira, why are
Hearing Macy call, I tossed my phone aside and yelled, "Coming!"Kicking off my shoes, I slid into my slippers and opened the door. The first thing I saw was Hayden filling up a bunch of white buckets in the courtyard.He hoisted the full buckets, his shoulder muscles showing even through his shirt. Talk about strength."Why are you getting so much water? Is there a water outage or something?" I asked as I walked over.Macy glanced at my slippers and discreetly rolled her eyes.Hayden stayed quiet, so she answered for him, "Just in case."Then she patted Hayden. "I'm making fish chowder tonight. You two go buy some fish—wild-caught if you can. Also, get some cilantro, garlic sprouts, potatoes, and clams."It was obvious she just wanted to get us out of the house to talk.I knew my slippers weren't the best choice, but going back to change felt awkward."Go change your shoes," Hayden said.Now it would be even more embarrassing, so I forced a smile. "It's fine."Hayden didn't
I never thought in my wildest dreams that a guy I'd only met twice would want to marry me.Meanwhile, the guy I'd loved for ten years was secretly seeing someone else.After a moment of shock, I smiled at Hayden. "Isn't this a bit too sudden?"Hayden stayed serious. "Isn't dating supposed to lead to marriage? Since you don't want to date, let's just get married."'He has a point. But seriously, who casually suggests marriage to someone they barely know?'This might work in fiction, but this was real life.I raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Do you propose this quickly to every girl you meet?"The setting sun cast long shadows, and Hayden's shadow wrapped around me. "You're the first."A tickle of discomfort rose in my throat. "We... don't know each other well."Hayden didn't say anything more, and we stood there in silence. Heat crept over my skin, and even my nose started to sweat.As I nervously scratched at the wall behind me, trying to come up with something to say, Hayden br