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JADE

Antonio’s hand was on my thigh throughout the meeting. I didn’t even tell him how I was feeling, but he somehow knew ad immediately went it and tried to comfort me. My heart did that weird flip thing it does when I’m thinking of him.

I reached for his hand and intertwined our fingers. There was no way anyone would see because of the table, but I could almost feel Atlas’s disapproval from where he was sitting. The only reason I don’t pull my hand away is because of my stubbornness. Somehow trying to convince myself he wasn’t the boss of me. He doesn’t dictate what I do anymore.

Not that he ever has before. He just silently expects me to do anything that would please him. Like, there is even no way I’ll think of doing anything he wouldn’t like. And I tried my best, for four whole years I did everything I could to gain his approval. Which he never gave might I add. He barely noticed me or my efforts.

And now, that I’m finally happy and moving on, he wants to fight for me? Well, he s