Chapter 74
His tone was so casual, like he was just offering to water a neighbor’s plant.
Elias still hesitated. “Gavin…”
Gavin’s expression remained unreadable, a mask of cool detachment. “What, afraid I’ll traffic her to some remote mountain village?”
Elias relented. “Alright. Thank you, then.”
Gavin gave a curt nod, then simply scooped me up and deposited me into the car.
The sudden movement jolted me into a moment of blurred clarity. I scrambled frantically against the leather seats, my vision swimming.
“Elias…?” I mumbled instinctively, my voice thick.
The car moved smoothly through the night. Through the branches lining the road, the streetlights cast shifting patterns of light and shadow across Gavin’s sharply defined face, making his features look even colder, more severe.
“You and Elias are close?”
That voice–too familiar. Enough to cut through the fog of panic and let my guard slip.
I leaned dizzily against the headrest, answering honestly. “We’re alright.”
“Elias… is good to me.”
In the shifting light, I saw his eyes darken, emotion stirring beneath the surface. He spoke slowly, patiently, like guiding a sleepwalker. “And isn’t Gavin good to Jess?”
“Gavin?”
Maybe it had been too long since anyone called me that.
Or maybe the alcohol had loosened all the locks on my nerves. My eyes pricked with sudden heat, but even drunk, the old habit held–I swallowed the
tears back
My lips trembled, a resigned slump in my shoulders. “He… he didn’t want me anymore.”
The memory of being sent back to Margaret seven years ago–it was carved so deep, even the wine couldn’t wash it away.
It was the first time I’d fully trusted someone outside my parents.
I’d seen him as salvation. As family.
He’d treated me like I was nothing.
“He did not.”
His voice was low, tense. I saw his throat work as he struggled for words, but before he could say more, the heaviness in my eyelids dragged me under again.
He asked quietly into the haze, “Still living in the same place?”
“Moved,” I murmured, soft and unguarded, the address spilling out in a sleepy whisper. “Madison Avenue. Building two, 21st floor.”
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Chapter 74
The car went over a bump, jostling me. My head lolled, searching for support.
It was restless, fitful, until a large, steady hand gently cradled my head.
I relaxed into the touch with a quiet sigh, finally still.
The lights at the entrance to the underground garage were too bright. I raised my hand to block them, blinking slowly as the car came to a smooth stop outside my building.
As my vision adjusted and I recognized where I was, the fog in my mind began to lift. Fragments of conversation–hazy and indistinct–drifted back to
That voice…
My body went rigid. I turned and found myself looking at a sharply defined jawline. My gaze traveled upward, past his straight nose bridge, until it met those sapphire–blue eyes gazing back at me–their color particularly profound in the dim light, as if holding too many unspoken secrets.
“Aren’t you deeply in love with Zane?” he asked, his voice a low, elegant baritone that flowed through the night air like a cello’s melody. It was more magnetic than I remembered, carrying an inexplicable resonance that inexplicably tugged at my heart. “Why are you living apart?”
My messy private life was once again laid bare before him.
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