Fading Echoes of Contracted Love

I looked away from Griffon, pushed the door open, and got out of the car. Without stopping, without turning around, I walked away. The tires squealed, and Griffon left the garage at the same breakneck speed he’d driven here. The moment the car pulled away, the screeching rubber ringing in my ears, I paused and looked back. I wondered how he would react when he discovered I was about to d ie. He would probably be just as indifferent as ever. How could a person like him pity me? A faint sense of loss struck me, making me feel inexplicably sad… After reviewing the handover procedures, I dro ve the company car home and planned to return it to the office tomorrow.

After showering, I picked up my phone and looked at it. Greyson hadn’t replied to my message or tried call me again. I heaved a sigh of relief. I went to put my phone done, but I remembered that Griffon had said that Jackson was his future brother-in-law. I’d been too caught up in my wishful thinking that Griffon might possibly h