Hannah I had the driver pull up to the pub that Viona had specified—Crescent Pub, our usual hangout spot. It was one of the few places in town where we could talk without being overheard by nosy gossips, thanks to the smoky atmosphere, dim lighting, and generally rough-and-tumble patrons. Thanki

Hannah Viona and I exchanged wary looks as Scott approached. Despite myself, I slid over to allow him to sit with us, even though my heart was pounding. “Scott,” I said, trying to keep my tone even. “I haven’t seen you in a while. Where have you been?” Scott sighed and ran a hand through his h

HannahThe sounds of fighting had stopped, the ring going utterly silent save for one thing: the growls that escaped my throat before I even realized what I was doing.Drake blinked at me in shock for a moment, his eyes flickering down to my stomach—where my left hand was still protectively pressed.

HannahI settled down on the cushion next to Noah with a soft sigh, tucking my legs underneath myself and casting my eyes over the chaos of papers spread out in front of us. Noah hummed to himself beside me and picked up one of the papers, muttering something before crumpling it up and tossing it in

HannahThe second I entered the private restaurant, my eyes were already scanning the room critically. Everything had to be perfect for Drake and Zoe’s date—everything. Not even saying a word to the hostess, I moved swiftly to the table in the corner and began nervously smoothing out the white table