Chapter 187.

Eddie's POV

"Look, Jenna," I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "This changes things. But listen, crashing at my place with Amelia here isn't exactly ideal."

"I know, I know," she interrupted, wiping away a stray tear. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't have my back against the wall. Maybe… maybe I could stay in the guest wing? Just until I get back on my feet. I can find a new agent, a new job…"

The guest wing. It was a self-contained suite in my mansion, a comfortable space that had mostly sat unused since Chloe had gotten older. It could work… temporarily.

"The guest wing," I repeated slowly, considering the ramifications. "Look, I can't promise anything long-term, but for a little while… maybe. But there are ground rules."

Her eyes lit up with a flicker of hope. "Ground rules? I can do ground rules, Eddie. Anything."

"First," I said, holding up a finger, "no drama. No more arguments, no more fights. If things get out of hand, you're out. Second, you respect Amelia. She's part of our