Chapter 65.

STACY.

Meanwhile at the venue….

I try to stay focused on the event setup, but my thoughts keep drifting off to nothing when suddenly Jason returns just as abrupt as he left earlier. The unease I’ve been feeling all morning sharpens.

He walks into the venue like everything’s fine, but something isn’t right—there’s a tension in the way he moves, a shadow that wasn’t there before. My gaze drifts to his hands, and my stomach churns. Why does he have blood stains on his knuckles?

“What happened?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper as I notice the blood staining his knuckles.

Jason looks down at his hand, seemingly surprised by the marks as if he hadn’t even noticed. He wipes the blood away with a careless swipe of his jeans, shrugging. “It’s nothing. Just had to deal with an intruder.”

His casual tone makes my chest tighten with worry. “An intruder? Are you sure you are okay?” I take a step toward him, searching his face for any hint of what really happened.

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