Jace was staring out the window like me, his lips pressed together. "Yeah," he muttered.It was just one word, but it was all I needed. He knew.I turned to him. "So you knew? Then why the whole act? Why bother with all this?"Jace's jaw tightened, but he didn't say anything.As the police car drove past us, Hernan gave a tiny wave in my direction.We were in our car with tinted windows, so there's no way he could've seen me... but then that wave. It was like he knew exactly where I was, exactly who was sitting here.So, this whole thing was under his control the whole time? Yet, he still let himself fall into Hayden's trap.That's when it hit me. Hernan's capture? That wasn't the end. It was just the start of whatever mess was coming next.A cold shiver ran down my spine as I remembered what he'd said. "Jace, Hernan told me there's someone else pulling the strings.""Hm?" Jace glanced at me, clearly waiting for me to explain more, but I just pressed my lips together. Hernan h
I froze. What the actual heck?Had he seriously been on the phone with Hayden this whole time?Jace hung up and glanced at me. "He called me earlier. I thought he hung up, but I guess he left the line open... worried about you.""You think I'm an idiot?" I shot back, sarcasm dripping from my voice.It was so obvious now. Jace had left the call open on purpose—and that whole question about whether I'd take Hayden back? That was for Hayden's ears.Jace didn't even try to explain himself. He just sighed. "Yeah, guess that was my bad. But at least now Hayden knows where you stand. He needs to get it through his head... you're not someone he can just drop and pick up whenever he feels like it."Honestly, I didn't mind that Hayden knew how I felt. Actually, it saved me from having to spell it out."Thanks for your heartfelt concern," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm, before I hopped out of the car.Jace followed me, launching into a mini tour of Wayne's place."This is a place
Jace turned to look at me, like he was waiting for my reaction. "You know what he regrets missing out on?"Oh, he was testing me. Trying to see if I got the whole Wayne-likes-you thing.I played it cool. "Guess only Wayne knows what he missed."Jace didn't push it. We kept walking, and when we passed a koi pond, he casually mentioned, "He's got a lot of fish in there. I heard when he calls 'Dinner time,' they all swim right up to him.""Wait, so Wayne's a fish whisperer now?" I laughed."Don't believe me? Let's test it out," Jace said, grinning as he led me to the edge of the pond. Sure enough, the water was full of koi—red, yellow, white, even some speckled ones. They looked plump and healthy, like they had their own personal chef. And they were way too cute."Go ahead, give it a try," Jace encouraged.I reached out to touch the water, but as soon as I did, the fish scattered like I was some kind of monster. "Uh, how exactly am I supposed to try this?""Just call out 'Dinner t
"Wayne," I greeted, holding the phone up."I heard everything from Jace. Are you okay?" Wayne's voice was warm but concerned."I'm fine. I just feel bad for bothering you," I replied, trying to sound polite.There was a brief pause. "Just make yourself at home. You're safe here—don't worry about anything.""Alright," I said quietly, unsure of what else to add.Normally, Wayne would've ended the call there, but this time, he surprised me. "You don't need to worry. Nothing's going to happen to you."That's not something anyone can guarantee. Since Hernan chose to target me, I wouldn't feel safe unless Hayden and the others took him down for good this time.But I didn't say any of that. Instead, I just murmured a soft "mm-hmm.""If you need anything, just call me. Also... there'll be a part-time maid coming over to cook and tidy up," he said before hanging up.I handed the phone back to Jace. He took it from me, then mentioned, "Wayne should have a couple of spare phones around h
Lena sent another message: [Seriously, if you hadn't responded in another hour, I was going to call the cops. Do you even know what was going through my head? I was lowkey convinced Jace had done you in after... you know, having his way with you.]I had to laugh. Lena's imagination was next level. I just hit her with a thumbs-up emoji.Lena: [It's not that crazy. Stuff like that makes the news all the time, you know? Anyway, when are you coming back? Are you flying home today? Did Steve win the competition??]I glanced at her barrage of questions, then at my situation, and hit her back with the safest reply I could think of: [Not sure yet.]Lena: [???]Me: [Might stay here a bit longer. Not sure I'll be back to this place anytime soon.]I didn't want Lena to freak out, so I threw in a little white lie.Lena: [Alright, live your best life then. Let me know when you're back—I'll throw a mega welcome-back party. 🎉]Reading her message, I suddenly felt this weird, heavy feeling in
[Keira, I don't want to live anymore.]I stared at it for a few seconds, my pulse racing. Without thinking, I called her on voice chat. She didn't pick up.I wasn't giving up. I dialed Demi's number again. Still no answer. So I tried her office instead."Is Demi there?" I asked as soon as someone picked up."She's on leave," the voice on the other end said, and for a second, it felt like my heart had dropped into my stomach. Before I could even ask anything else, the guy added, "Are you Ms. Kay?"I hadn't expected him to recognize my voice."Yeah, that's me. Do you know why Demi's on leave? How long is she off for?" I pressed, starting to panic."She took personal leave, I think for three days. She's supposed to be back tomorrow. If you're looking for her, you could try her cell," he replied politely, even though I was no longer the CEO's fiancee.I was genuinely worried about Demi, so I pressed further. "I've tried calling her, but it's not going through. Is there any other wa
I thought about it for a second, then strolled over to the bookshelf, grabbed a random book, and flopped down into the lounge chair to read. I stayed there for what felt like forever, lost in the quiet, until Lizzy called me down for dinner."You're even prettier in person than in the paintings," Lizzy said, just as I was about to take a bite of my food. I froze, fork mid-air, totally caught off guard."Paintings? What paintings?"She smiled. "Mr. Johnston's paintings. All of them are of you. They're in the studio upstairs."Wait. What?When I went up to the terrace earlier, I'd passed the second floor, but I hadn't bothered checking any rooms. I had no idea there was even a studio up there.And the craziest part? Wayne paints? I'd never known that.We grew up together before he went abroad, and as far as I knew, art was not his thing. Did he pick up painting in the last few years? And he's been painting... me?I glanced over at Lizzy, busy in the kitchen. She had to be messing
In it, there was a man standing beside me, dressed in a tux, holding me close. I was in a wedding gown, glowing like a fairy-tale bride.My smile was soft, joyful, like I was the happiest person in the world.But his face... it was just a blank. No details, no features—nothing. The groom was a mystery.Was it Jace? Had Wayne started this when I was planning to marry him? Maybe it was meant to be a gift for us.Or... was it Wayne himself?I had a strong feeling it was the latter.The whole room was full of portraits of me—memories of my life. If I couldn't figure out Wayne's feelings after seeing all of this, then I was completely clueless.Standing there, I felt a sinking realization. Wayne's feelings for me ran way deeper than I ever realized. And they'd been there a lot longer than I'd imagined.I let out a heavy sigh. This room, filled with memories and emotions, was starting to feel stifling, making it hard to breathe.To be loved—especially to be deeply loved by someone y