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407 Independence and Denial

407 Independence and Denial

(Jayden)

I don't even stop to catch my breath after heading back to the jet. I've called the pilot and organized a return trip. The sooner I'm away from here the better.

My heart is still racing, my torn fists ache from the fight. The betrayal. The utter destruction of everything I thought I knew engulfs me.

Finally, I'm at the airport private jet area. I get out of the car and make a beeline for the jet. It's waiting, fueled up and ready to take me back to London.

"Mr. Brennan," the pilot greets. "Do you need anything else before we leave?"

"I'm fine," I snap. "Just get me out of here."

He nods, and I march past him, my phone clenched in my hand. I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't need anyone. Winona, Lance, Viktor. I can run my own life. Make my own decisions.

I don't want to talk to anyone right now. I recall the argument with Winona. I can't remember the last time rage engulfed me like that. Those words just spewed out of me. Saying Judy was

what have I

under layers of rage. No. They did this. They betrayed me. I have every right to be furious. To want to hurt them the

again with the fight, the look on Winona's face when I said Judy might be right about her. I grit my teeth, shoving away

get up to grab the bottle of scotch from the

the alcohol does nothing to dull the ache, but I keep drinking, hoping it will. If I drink enough, maybe I won't care

hurts.

seat, staring at the -ceiling. All my life, every time I've opened

The only way to protect myself is to push them all away. Who needs

do this alone. Run Nexus, make decisions fix everything in London. I don't need anyone. I just need

not as strong as I want to be. The idea of never seeing Winona's smile, never feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, makes me want

407 Independence and Denial

but then I set

informing me the jet is ready to take off. I nod and fasten my seat belt. He comes over and removes the bottle and stows it safely back in the

would probably want to know I'm heading to London, but screw that. I don't need Viktor or his lectures about loyalty and trust. I don't need

why I'm back tomorrow. None of his

It's like a nightmare I can't wake up from. Now my whole life has blown up again. Why

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