#Chapter 58: Getaway Driver
I’m pacing my living room, a glass of whiskey in hand, lost in my thoughts. The night has been a
coc ktail of emotions—high spirits at the party, laughter with Abby… And then, of course, there was the
palpable tension with Chloe.
I thought I had managed to keep my feelings under wraps, maintain the casual facade. But Chloe had
to go and ruin it, filling the air with words like poison darts.
“Stay away from him,” she had whispered to Abby, not knowing that I was within earshot.
Who the hell does she think she is?
I throw myself onto the leather chair, my fingers gripping the armrests, the echo of Chloe’s words still
fresh in my mind. “Stay away from him,” she had said, as though her voice could erect a wall between
Abby and me—a wall I’m not certain even I could scale at this point.
“What is her problem?” I growl to myself, my thoughts a whirlwind of frustration.
“She clearly dislikes you,” my wolf interjects, his voice a rumbling presence in the depths of my
consciousness.
“You think I can’t see that? And it’s not the first time, either,” I retort, my mind slipping back in time, to
another party, another confrontation.
It had been a similar occasion. Friends, laughter, a lively atmosphere.
Abby had been radiant, the center of my universe. But then Chloe had started arguing with me. About
what, I can barely remember.
What I do recall is the anger, my territorial instincts flaring up, the undeniable urge to assert my
dominance. I had ended up kicking her out of the party.
The aftermath was equally vivid. Abby had been furious, her eyes ablaze with a fire I had rarely seen.
“You’re trying to ruin my friendships, Karl,” she had yelled, her voice strained with emotion. She had left
with Chloe, her best friend, her confidant. Abby hadn’t come home for two days. When she finally did,
the atmosphere between us had been colder than a winter night.
she’d told me, her voice heavy with disappointment when
to my friends, then don’t expect any
my hands down my face, the weight of the past settling
ever have a
life tiptoeing around her friends who can’t
weren’t the best husband,” my wolf remarks, a touch
her. What do
I screwed up. And I’m working d mn hard to be a better man—to
voice tinged with bitterness. “But it’s like
even willing to give me a chance
it,” my wolf whispers, his voice softening. “She might not
Otherwise, she wouldn’t allow you back into her life, even in
has.”
words sink in, a tiny glimmer
see the
rebuild what
table, ripping me from my internal monologue. The
Gianna, my ever-efficient
“Hello?”
home next weekend,” she says without preamble.
meeting. Can you come?”
I’ve been skirting ever since I moved to the city. I realize I
off any
say, gritting my teeth. “I’ll
the weight of my double life—the life I left behind and the one I’m struggling to
constant juggling act, and
buzzes again, pulling me back
a sense of dread mingling
calling?
I answer, trying to keep
voice tinged with anxiety. “I had to get off the subway. I’m a
lost. And—”
location. I’m coming to get you,” I interrupt, my
evaporate, replaced by a primal
door, locking my apartment with
in my car in record time,
over what the hell is going on between Abby
other like a couple of lovestruck teens,
friend tells her to keep her distance. And now
of the night when she needs me
villain in their narrative, or just
thought is cut short as my phone indicates that I’m
streets, eventually catching sight of her standing under
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