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
Hayden never held back. He always said exactly what he felt, and now his words cut deep—he honestly thought I still had feelings for Jace.Since we got together, I'd kept my distance from Jace, worried our past might mess things up with Hayden. But clearly, I’d slipped up. I'd made him feel like he didn’t have all of me.This wasn't just about me giving Jace blood. Hayden had been carrying this around for a while, something he'd been feeling long before now."All this time, you've thought I didn't love you enough?" I let out a bitter laugh. "If that's true, then maybe I don't even know how to love anymore.""If you really loved me, you wouldn't have been so quick to suggest breaking up," he said, his voice low.I shut my eyes, frustration boiling over. "I told you—that was just me talking out of anger."I gave a tired smile and added, "It was a heat-of-the-moment thing, but you jumped at the chance to agree. So, Hayden, should I start thinking you never really wanted me in the fi
Through the blur of my tears, he was just this fading outline in the distance...I'd watched him walk away so many times before, but this time? It felt different, like it finally had nothing to do with me anymore.The tears didn't last long. Sadness kind of fizzled, leaving pure, boiling anger.I was mad. Mad at Hayden for throwing us away over some dumb misunderstanding, mad because in the end, he was like everyone else—quick to bail when things got real.Fine, if Hayden was done, then so was I. No way I'd sit here waiting.After a shower, I got into bed, phone lighting up with texts from Wayne and Jace, both wanting to know how things went with Hayden. But telling them would just lead to a whole round of pity or guilt, and I wasn't in the mood to explain.So, I ignored both of them. But when Lena texted, I actually replied.Honestly, though, she's been so wrapped up with Nate that I hadn't heard a word from her in days. She didn't even know I'd almost died.[Oh, so you've fin
Would Hayden regret this?I had no idea. But the way he walked away so decisively felt like someone was squeezing my heart, tighter with every minute. The pain twisted inside me all night, leaving me wide awake, tossing and turning.I hadn’t even felt this broken when I ended things with Jace.By the time the sun finally dragged itself over the horizon, I dragged myself out of bed, got ready, and headed to the office. At least there, I'd see Hayden. If I had such a miserable night, I was dying to know how he handled it.To hide my exhaustion, I applied a layer of makeup before stepping into work.As fate would have it, I ran straight into Ron in the lobby. Spotting me, he waved with his usual over-the-top enthusiasm. "Ms. Kay! Good morning!"Ron, my ridiculously energetic superior, always greets me like we're long-lost family—just short of throwing his arms around me in a teary reunion."Good morning, Mr. Shane," I nodded politely."Where's your plus-one? Didn't come in with yo
Ron never called out mistakes directly. He had this way of giving low-key, feel-good reminders that made you want to do better without feeling weird about it.That's why he was our superior. He'd joke around all day, barely looking like he was working, but somehow, everyone else was always hustling to keep up.I played along, smiling. "If I slowed down, I'd feel guilty, letting you down."He chuckled. "But I never put any pressure on you. Besides, work's endless. No need to rush."Ron's the first boss I've met who doesn't want you to stress yourself out. Kinda rare.Since he was being nice, I couldn't exactly turn him down without coming off rude, so I smiled and said, "Alright, I'll keep that in mind.""You've lost a lot of weight lately. Are you sure you're okay?" He didn't even glance at the stack of documents I'd handed him, like he was more interested in a random chat.We weren't close or anything, but ever since we met, he acted like we were old pals. Still, I kept things