Lindey nodded, letting go of my hand. "I'll call and check on him."While she dialed, I offered a silent prayer, hoping everyone could finally find some peace.Her voice drifted through my thoughts. "...Wayne, don't lie to me. Is he really okay?...Alright, I'm coming back. Tell him I was at Cloudscape Monastery, and I saw Rea."She looked back at me as she spoke. "She's... she's doing well. She's fine. Tell Jace that Rea has forgiven our family... Yes, I understand..."I lowered my head, feeling a wave of closure wash over me, finally letting go.After Lindey left, I stayed, listening to Abbot Levinsky's chanting as dusk settled over the mountain. Only then did I finally start down the path.Lena picked me up, grinning as she held out a bunch of sunflowers. "Congrats on your fresh start."She got it—she knew this trip had helped me let go of all the anger and resentment I'd been carrying. I'd finally freed myself.I hugged her, and later, we headed over to Mr. Seth's pub for a
I turned to the guy who'd popped up beside me.Curly black hair, bright blue eyes—definitely not local.He said we'd met before, but I couldn't place him at all. Yet he called me "Snooker Girl."So, he knew I played."Huh?" I raised an eyebrow."Name's Bruno. I saw you playing with Steve at his pool hall. You were... awesome! No, wait—slay. That's it!" He gave me a thumbs-up.Okay, that explained it, but something still felt weird. Jace had taught me to play, and anytime I played with Steve, it was usually just the three of us, no randoms hanging around.If this guy had been there, I'd have noticed. Yet he was acting like he'd really seen it.I didn't feel like getting into it, especially with a stranger bringing up snooker."You must have the wrong person," I said coolly."No way. It's definitely you," he insisted, his blue eyes locked on me. "Your name's Kei... Keira, right?"The fact that he even knew my name sent a chill through me. A stranger who knew that much? Yeah, n
"Snooker? Dude, this is a fancy party, not some run-down pool hall. If you're here for games, you're in the wrong place," Ron scoffed, tightening his grip on Bruno's arm. "Let. Go."Bruno's face flushed, clearly feeling the pain, but he still didn't let go of me. Just then, a voice I'd know anywhere broke through the tension."What's going on here?" Hayden's voice was low, dangerous, as he strode over, gaze locking onto Bruno's hand on mine.Dressed in a sharp black suit, he looked at Bruno with an intense, unreadable expression.Bruno plastered on a smug grin. "Mr. Hart, I was just inviting this lovely lady to a little game, but she's not exactly feeling friendly."Hayden's eyes flicked back to me, then pinned Bruno in place. "And why should she be?" His voice was ice. "Who are you, and who let you in?"Just as he said it, someone whispered in Hayden's ear. He gave a quick nod. "Make an announcement," he said firmly. "Remove this man and whoever he came with from the event."Br
"The other big announcement today," Chadwick declared, "is the union of the Hart family and the Drago family. Hayden will be marrying Yara Drago in three months."His words hit like a freezing cold slap, leaving me totally numb.So that was why Hayden really wanted to end things with me.Yara Drago—yeah, I knew who she was. Thorsten's sister, studying abroad. I'd come across her info once when I was looking into Thorsten. She was insanely smart and gorgeous, with a PhD and everything—a total catch.I looked at Hayden across the room, letting a bitter smile cross my face before I spun on my heel and walked away.I moved too fast, wobbling in my heels as I reached the door, almost twisting my ankle.They say when you're down, even a glass of water can mess with you. Guess it's true.Gritting my teeth, I limped out to the entrance and threw up my hand to hail a cab. I just needed to get out of there. Every second felt like I couldn't breathe.But before I could catch one, a car ro
A flicker of disappointment flashed in Wayne's eyes, but he nodded and raised his hand to flag down a cab for me. When it pulled up, he even opened the door.As we drove off, I glanced back and saw Wayne's car trailing us—not too close, not too far, just keeping watch.The driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror, smirking a little. "Rough patch with your boyfriend, huh? He seems like a good one. You're upset, don't want to ride with him, so he's just following quietly to make sure you're safe." The guy was a little too chatty.I looked out the window. "He's not my boyfriend."He blinked, surprised, and thankfully took the hint to stop talking.I focused on the passing streetlights, letting the silence settle.But then I caught a glimpse of another car in the rearview mirror, right behind Wayne's. My heart stuttered. It looked like Hayden's car.Chadwick's words came back to me. 'Hayden is going to marry someone else.'I shut my eyes, telling myself I was seeing things, but
The night breeze was cool.Under the streetlight, Hayden's shadow stretched long and tall, almost like he'd somehow grown since we'd been together.Standing beside him, my shadow mingled with his, overlapping just enough to feel like we were one.The sight sent a familiar ache through my chest, so sharp it was hard to breathe.He felt so far above me now, with that whole marriage alliance with the Drago family hanging between us. The pain made my words come out a little harsher than I meant. "Mr. Hart, what exactly did you want to say?"He didn't look at me; his eyes stayed fixed on the night sky. "Didn't you want to watch Steve's match? It's next week. I got you a ticket. You can go."My heart clenched. So that was it—he wasn't really offering; he was just trying to push me out of the picture.Now that he was marrying someone else, he was worried I'd get in the way, mess up his big plans?Since we broke up, every word from him felt like another cut, each one deeper than the la
Once was enough for me to humble myself for love; I'm done making that mistake."Hayden, you seem to be forgetting something—we're enemies. I let you go a long time ago. Whoever you marry? Doesn't matter to me. I'll even send a wedding gift if you want."I forced a smile. "No need to worry. I'm not clinging to you. When I decide to move on, I don't look back. Jace and I were together for ten years, and once I was done, I was done. With you? We barely lasted a few months."I took a breath, feeling my voice steady out. "And let's not forget—your dad caused my parents' deaths. Sure, I don't hold that against you, but I can't act like it didn't happen. My parents would never forgive me.""And the Drago family... they're my enemies too. Just because I haven't acted yet doesn't mean I've forgotten. I... I just..." I trailed off, my throat tight, feeling like I'd already said too much. But that ache in my chest wouldn't quit.I added, "Look, Hayden. With everything between us, how could
"Keira! Wait, you're going to Houston too?" Yuna beamed, her usual sunshine self.She acted like she hadn't seen any of the news online about Hayden. But I knew better. She'd totally seen it—she just wanted to keep things easy between us, like nothing had changed.Sure, she was Hayden's sister, but she had her own take on things. Our mess was ours, and it didn't mess with how I felt about her."You should probably start thinking of me as your ex-sister-in-law," I said with a dry smile. "Since, you know... your brother's marrying someone else."Her smile froze, her face dropping like she might actually cry."No." She shook her head, eyes fierce. "You'll always be my sister-in-law. I don't care what Hayden does; that spot's taken, and it's yours."It didn't exactly erase my heartache, but her words took the edge off, just a little. This girl... all the times I'd looked out for her? Worth it."Hayden still loves you, you know," Yuna suddenly said, lifting her hand like she was swea