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."
"Kiki, where's Yuna? Is she okay?" His voice softened, almost pleading.Hearing him call me "Kiki" hit somewhere deep. It'd been ages since he used that nickname.Just then, the exam room door opened, and Yuna came out. I handed her the phone. "It's for you."She looked surprised but took it, putting it to her ear. I stepped back, trying to give her some space, but I could still catch bits of her conversation."...I get so motion-sick, so Keira brought me to the hospital just to be safe... Don't worry, doc says my heart's fine. Just need some rest."...I know, with Keira around, what's there to worry about? And Hayden, heads up—I'm only accepting one sister-in-law. If you try to replace her, I'm cutting you off!"Her words made my chest ache, like I'd forgotten how to breathe."...Hayden, seriously. Don't stress. I'll take care of Keira too..."She raised her voice a bit on that last part, making sure I'd hear it. She was trying so hard to play matchmaker, but she didn't get th
So, I was being tracked this whole time.But what was his plan? Retaliate against me?I gripped my phone tighter, staring at the screen. Bruno hadn't sent anything else, but his silence felt like a threat hanging in the air.After a second of debating, I took a screenshot and sent it to Hayden. If Bruno was coming after me, and Yuna was here too, whatever mess he started could end up hurting her. Hayden needed to know. Even if he didn't care about me anymore, he couldn't ignore a risk to his sister.In that moment, it felt natural to reach out to Hayden. Maybe it was habit, or maybe, deep down, I still trusted him—whether he wanted me or not.As soon as I hit send, my phone rang. Hayden.I picked up but stayed quiet, waiting. He broke the silence first. "You don't need to worry. I'll have people watching you."His words hit me with a mix of relief and something warmer, though I tried not to show it."I don't need your protection," I said, keeping my voice steady. "I just don't