Seeing Matthew struggle so hard to speak, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore.I'd seen him in so many ways—confident, strong, always in control—but never like this, never this weak."Don't cry, Rea... don't cry," Matthew whispered, lifting his hand with all the strength he had left, trying to wipe my tears away.I quickly grabbed his hand, wiping my tears on my sleeve instead. But then I froze.Wait—this wasn't my jacket.It was Jace's.He'd dragged me out of the hotel earlier, and I was still in my nightgown. Once we got in the car, he handed me his jacket. I wanted to refuse, but it's not like I could go out in just a camisole, so I put it on. And I'd been wearing it ever since."Mm, I won't cry," I promised, lifting my tear-streaked face and forcing a small smile.Matthew looked at me with an expression that was both gentle and complicated, the kind that made my stomach twist. I tightened my grip on his hand. "You'll be okay. You have to be okay.""I know my own body," M
"No," Matthew insisted, shaking his head. "Don't let your thoughts run wild... I just think you should focus on your work, and your future with Hayden."His voice grew weaker with every word. The nurse stepped forward, clearly ready to step in, but Matthew stopped her with just a look. She sighed and said, "One more minute, at most."I knew how bad things were with him, and even though I needed to know what he was hiding, I couldn't push him now. His health had to come first. "We can talk later. You need to rest."But Matthew gripped my hand, tighter than I expected. "Rea, promise me."His desperation hit hard. The more he insisted, the more certain I became—there was something off about my parents' accident.But I could see it in his eyes—he wasn't going to say anything more. It felt pointless to push him. With how fragile he was, I could only let it go, at least for now. "Alright, I promise."The tension in his face finally eased, but he still didn't let go of my hand. "Rea, lo
The familiar scent of him hit me, and so did that suffocating feeling.I stood frozen for a moment, until his low voice cut through the tension. "Do you really care about him that much now?"My fingers curled at my sides. There was a time when I cared this much about Jace, too. I used to text him just to let him know I was having dinner with Lena, even though he never really appreciated it.And now, when my care was for someone else, he had the audacity to get upset and ask me this?"Yeah, I do. Of course I care about him. He's my man. Why wouldn't I?" I locked eyes with him as I said it, letting it sting.A direct hit, a trick I'd learned from him.Even though Jace and I had been over for a while, it didn't erase the pain he'd left behind.There were moments when those scars still burn.So if I can throw a verbal punch and make him feel even a sliver of what I went through, why not?Of course, that only would work if he still cared. Otherwise, my hit wouldn't land at all.Ja
Since I couldn't shove Jace off, there wasn't much else I could do. He really was something—so full of himself.But if he wanted to live in his little fantasy, fine. Let him. The deeper he clung to his delusions, the harder he'd fall. Maybe that was karma catching up with him. Or maybe it was my parents, watching over me, making sure he stayed stuck in the past while I kept moving forward."Gavin will bring you a phone soon. Get some rest," Jace finally said, releasing me.He turned and walked away, back straight—just like always.There was a time I'd watch him walk away and feel a rush of happiness. Now, I felt nothing. Detached. Like he was a stranger.I headed downstairs, and as soon as I hit the lobby, there was Gavin already waiting for me. "Ms. Kay, Mr. Johnston asked me to get you a new phone, the same brand you prefer, but it's the latest model," he said, handing me a bag.I didn't even look at it. "I don't need it. Just give me your phone," I replied, not in the mood for
"Baked pears. He specially ordered them in the middle of the night," Gavin explained, placing the still-warm bag of pears. "He said your throat sounded hoarse, so he got this to help."The warmth seeped into my palms as I stared down at the bag and tea. It was such a thoughtful gesture—one that left me more confused than comforted.Gavin had already started the car. "Ms. Kay, should I take you to Emberholm?" he asked, referring to Willow Residences, where I lived.Hearing that, I suddenly realized how Jace had found me outside my place that night. Clearly, Gavin had done some digging and passed the info along."No," I said flatly.Gavin paused, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "Then... where should I take you?""Pull over," I said quietly.Gavin jolted slightly at my request but obediently pulled the car to the curb. He glanced back, clearly confused. "Ms..."I cut him off. "I'm not going home. I'll head to the surgical recovery unit."For a moment, I had been so
Yuna nodded. "Yeah, I'm feeling so much better now, like I'm actually healthy. I just want to live a normal life and catch up on everything I've missed."Hearing that from her was seriously heartwarming."Good, I'm all for it," I said, then added cautiously, "But are you sure you can understand all this? We could always get you a tutor if you need help.""I can!" Yuna grinned, practically glowing. "Keira, I swear, I feel like I've gotten smarter since the heart transplant. I understand everything just by looking at it."I froze for a second, caught off guard. Yuna placed her hand over her chest, her expression thoughtful. "Do you think the person who had this heart was a genius?""What? No, come on," I laughed, trying to steer her away from that thought. "Being smart comes from the brain, not the heart."Truthfully, I'd felt something strange earlier too, but I didn't want Yuna dwelling on it. The last thing she needed was unnecessary worries."You've always been smart. Hayden's
It was Jace.The second he appeared, my first thought was that something had happened to Matthew. I jumped up. "What happened to your dad?"Jace's gaze didn't shift; his eyes were locked on me. "He's fine."He held out his phone. "My mom wants to talk to you."The anxiety that had been building in my chest slowly eased. "What does she need?""It's urgent. She told me to find you and have you call her back right away," Jace said, pushing the phone closer.Just as I reached for the phone, Yuna's voice rang out behind me. "Keira, who is he?"My breath hitched. Yuna had already been suspicious that something was off between Hayden and me. And with all the romance novels she devoured, if she found out Jace was my ex, she'd definitely start jumping to conclusions."He's... my brother," I said, the word tumbling out awkwardly. The second it left my mouth, I swear the room temperature dropped.I refused to meet Jace's eyes. Instead, I forced a smile and turned to Yuna. "I'm just gonna
Lindey was on a roll now. "She's only this bold because that idiot Jace keeps protecting her. She's wading in deeper, thinking she'll get away with it. But I swear, I'll make sure she regrets it.""Lindey, let's just figure out what she said to Matthew first," I tried, hoping to calm her down."What else could it be? She wants us to accept her, to let her into this family," Lindey snapped, like Tanya had already made her plans crystal clear."She's delusional. Even if every woman on Earth disappeared and Jace stayed single forever, I'd never let her into this family," Lindey snapped, her words sharp enough to cut through steel.I knew she was just venting, too angry to hold back. So, I didn't try to reason with her. I let her get it all out.After a few more harsh words, she finally started to calm down. "Rea, just wait and see how I deal with that woman."Her words dragged up a memory from my early years with the Johnstons. Back then, Lindey and Matthew had nearly divorced. I'd