"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
Yuna nodded, then went on. "Keira, it's wild, but I actually do like snooker now. I never cared about it before, but suddenly, it's fun. And it's not just that... ever since my surgery, my tastes in food, my opinions, even some random preferences—they've all shifted."She looked at me, eyes wide with curiosity. "Do you think it's because of the heart I received? I read somewhere that organ transplants can bring some of the donor's habits along with them."Her face was all lit up, hoping I had an answer.I'd heard stories like that on TV, and even if science says it's a stretch, there are plenty of stories that make you wonder. Some people even say their taste in food changes after a liver transplant, like suddenly craving spicy stuff they couldn't stand before."Maybe," I replied, glancing at her chest, where a stranger's heart was now beating."Oh, we got off track," she realized, shaking her head. "We were talking about Hayden, right? Keira, I know he's keeping an eye on you, no
"Huh?!"Wait, Hayden went missing before?He'd never mentioned that. Now that I thought about it, in all the time we'd been together, he'd rarely talked about his family or his past, aside from Yuna.I'd always figured he felt self-conscious about his family background, and I didn't want to mess with his pride by asking. But now... maybe he'd kept quiet to hold me at a distance.The thought of that kinda stung."So... how did he go missing? Like, was he kidnapped by traffickers or something?" I half-joked."Worse. He was actually kidnapped. But my parents wouldn't let anyone talk about it."I blinked, stunned. "Wait, kidnapped? But wasn't he old enough back then? How did that even happen?""I don't know much," Yuna admitted. "My parents kept it all hush-hush. I just overheard things here and there. Later, they managed to find him, but right after that, they sent him off to join the military."She shook her head. "You have no idea how much I cried when he left for boot camp."