I kept my eyes on Wayne, and his reaction told me everything."Rea," he said softly, "don't overthink this."Overthink? I wasn't, not until now.The way he said it just made me think harder. "Matthew and Lindey knew too, didn't they?" I asked, though deep down, I already knew the answer.They'd raised me for years—no way they wouldn't know my blood type."They took you in, cared for you like their own. Of course they knew," Wayne said, sounding like he was trying a little too hard to make it all seem fine.Right. It wasn't weird they knew. What was weird? The fact they never told me."Why aren't you saying anything? Please, don't take it the wrong way. My parents have always treated you like their own daughter. There's no hidden agenda," Wayne added, his voice sounding almost desperate now.But you know that saying—the more you explain, the guiltier you look?Yeah, that."Wayne, honestly, I hadn't thought much about it before you opened your mouth. But now?" I raised my brows
I'd only really taken a good look around this hospital room twice—once when I was searching for Hayden, and now, while trying to figure out what to pack.Wayne crouched in front of me, his voice soft. "Rea, how are you feeling? Any discomfort?"I was about to shake my head when a knock interrupted us. Jace walked in with the doctor."Let the doctor check you over. If anything happens on the plane, it'll be hard to deal with," Jace said, his gaze briefly flicking to Wayne. I noticed the slight crease in his brow.As the doctor moved closer, Wayne stood up and stepped aside, naturally giving him room.The doctor listened to my heartbeat, took my blood pressure, and ran through a full exam. "You're recovering well," he finally said. "Everything looks normal.""Thank you, doctor," Jace said, sounding genuinely grateful.Wayne chimed in, "I'll walk the doctor out. I need to pack, too. Jace, stay and talk to Rea."The door clicked shut behind them, and just like that, it was me and J
I didn't say a word.Jace leaned closer. "Rea...""Don't you think it's kinda low to say something like that right now?" My words cut through the air, stopping him cold.He froze, staring at me, his face turning red—shame and defeat written all over it. "Yeah... I've let my feelings cloud my judgment before. Hurt Desmond."And now, after you risked everything to save me, I've messed things up between you and Hayden too."And here I am, shamelessly trying to take advantage of the situation by saying something like that..."He shook his head, disgusted with himself. "I'm not just a bad person—I'm not even worthy anymore."Without another word, he turned and left.When Wayne and I headed to the airport, Jace didn't show up to say goodbye.At the airport, Wayne handled check-in while I sat quietly in the waiting area, feeling... hollow. So hollow it was like my soul had detached, floating somewhere far off. I had no idea where I was going or what I wanted anymore."Miss, are you
The man reached us and gave me a polite nod. "Sorry if my daughter's bothering you.""Tata's not a bother. Tata's cute," Tessa shot back, puffing up her cheeks like she was about to start a protest.I laughed, completely charmed. "Tessa's very cute. I like her a lot.""Tata likes her too," she added, still a little garbled but proud.I patted her head gently, then turned to her dad. "I thought her parents were, like, both foreign?"His expression darkened for a split second—so fast, I almost missed it.Realizing I'd probably overstepped, I quickly apologized. "I'm sorry..."He just nodded, then held out his hand to Tessa. "Come on, sweetheart, we have to board the plane.""But she should come with us!" Tessa pleaded, clutching my hand like we were already BFFs.I was about to explain that we weren't on the same flight when Wayne showed up, holding our boarding passes.He glanced around, taking in the scene, and extended a hand to Tessa's dad. "Hey there."The dad shook his h
As soon as I got on the plane, I shut my eyes and zonked out. Didn't say a word to Wayne the whole flight.He must've known I wasn't in the mood, because he didn't bother trying to talk.When we finally landed, I turned to him. "I'm going to see Hayden. I'll grab a cab."He hesitated for a second. "My parents are here."I tensed up. "You told them?""Yeah," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "They've been freaking out about you. When you were out, they called, like, every ten minutes to check in, so--"I cut him off. "I get it. I'll let them see I'm alive and kicking so they can chill."We headed toward the exit together, and sure enough, I spotted Lindey and Matthew in the crowd, looking all worried."Rea!" Lindey waved the moment she saw me.I waved back and hurried over with Wayne.Lindey grabbed my hand right away, her eyes all emotional. "Oh, you silly girl... what do I even say to you?"She looked like she wanted to call me reckless, but if I hadn't been, her p
"Yeah, Rea, Dad and Mom just wanted you two to live your lives without feeling like you were any different from everyone else," Wayne chimed in."We wanted you and Jace together because of the feelings you shared, not for any other reason," Lindey reiterated.After all the years I'd spent living with them, I knew better than anyone how they treated me. And now, with everything laid out, it made sense.If I had known about the blood type earlier, I probably would've been anxious all the time, constantly worried, and my life wouldn't have been nearly as carefree as it was.But one question still nagged at me. "Lindey, Matthew... when my parents arranged for me and Jace to be engaged all those years ago, was it because of our blood types?"Lindey glanced at Matthew, and after a few beats, he nodded. "When we found out you both had the same rare blood type—what they call golden blood—it was a shock. But it also meant that if one of you was ever in danger, the other could save them."
In the car, I dialed Hayden.This time, he picked up almost right away. "Hello?""Where are you?" I asked, not bothering with pleasantries.There was a beat of silence before he said, "You're back?"Those two words made my chest feel tight. Of course, I was back. Wasn't it him who practically dragged me back?"Yeah, I'm back. Where are you? I need to see you," I said, my voice sharp."Just go home. I'll come to you," he replied.I shut my eyes, feeling irritation bubbling up. "Hayden, are you seriously not getting this? I said—I. Want. To. See. You."He finally caved. "I'm at home. Yuna's here, too," he said, and that last part told me everything. He didn't want me showing up, especially not with Yuna there to witness any drama.Fair enough. Yuna was still recovering, and the last thing she needed was to be caught in the crossfire.And with her there, having a real conversation with Hayden would be pretty much impossible.I didn't push further. "Fine. I'll wait at home."I
Hayden's one sentence nearly made me see red.Now I was sure this whole mess between us was because of that ridiculous news report.Sure, I had some blame in this, but I was still fuming. We'd promised to trust each other, yet here he was, judging me over a single story without even asking my side.I felt the frustration rise in my chest. "If I said it's not convenient, would you just turn around and leave?""Yes." Of course, he would.I clenched my teeth. "Hayden, when it comes to being a jerk, you're really unmatched."He didn't even flinch, just kept that calm, collected look that somehow made it even harder to stay mad.Fuming, I spun around and dropped onto the couch with a huff. Hayden followed, sitting down too—but he left about a foot between us.This was the guy who used to pull me onto his lap if I so much as scooted an inch closer. Now, he was holding back. It was obvious where his mind was.My chest tightened, and I looked at him, my voice wavering. "Do you really