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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.

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

what have I

under layers of rage. No. They did this. They betrayed me. I have

be right about her. I grit my teeth, shoving away the guilt that threatens to break through. She kept secrets from

get up to grab the bottle of scotch from the unattended bar. I

but I keep drinking, hoping it will. If I drink enough,

caring hurts.

the seat, staring at the -ceiling. All my life, every

The only way to protect myself is

can do this alone. Run Nexus, make decisions fix everything

want to be. The idea of never seeing Winona's smile, never feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, makes me want to throw the bottle across

407 Independence and Denial

considering it, but then I set it down.

tense, ready to bark at whoever dares disturb me. But it's just a staff member, nervously informing me the jet is ready to take off. I

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

to him about why I'm back tomorrow. None of his goddamn business anyway. The

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

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