Chapter 18

Alistair tailed Elaine and Atticus all the way to the hotel, lurking in the car until Atticus finally drove off.

The second the coast was clear, he bolted inside, catching Elaine by the elevators. While she watched the numbers creep down, he sweet-talked the receptionist into giving him a room key, then practically sprinted over just as the doors opened, sliding in right behind her.

Elaine kept her eyes glued to the floor. She was about to bail and wait for the next elevator when-too late-the doors shut in her face.

"Seriously?" she muttered under her breath as he jabbed the same floor button.

"What's your endgame here, Alistair?" she finally asked.

His face crumpled. He opened his mouth several times but nothing came out. Finally, as they stepped into the hallway, he just blurted it out "I don't want a divorce,exactly?"

She froze mid-step but didn't turn around. After a beat, she kept walking. "I'm done. Three years is too long, and I'm just... done."

The door to her room beeped as she swiped her card. She was closing it when a hand shot out to block it.

"Son of a-!"

hand with a nasty thud. He sucked air through his

hell?" she snapped,

looked up, he was actually grinning at her. His hand was turning red, but he looked absolutely

buried

brain had connected those dots. She took a deep breath. "What do you want from

hallway. Just as she was about to slam the door

"Whatever you want. Whatever I need to do

Alistair she knew, especially facing her. Not the broken shell he'd become after

standing on a ledge, waiting to hear if she'd talk

he actually cared

herself and immediately shut

right. Days ago he'd told her straight to

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