Dominic said nothing, his gaze locked on Vespera.

The tension between them was palpable.

Calvert, however, remained blissfully unaware.

To him, Vespera still looked warm and cheerful-like someone who genuinely cared about Dominic.

Vespera stood from the couch and took Snowball from Dominic's arms. "You should get going. Time won't wait."

Dominic felt a weight settle in his chest.

There was no reaching her right now.

He gave a slight nod. "Understood. I'll follow your orders, Ms. Gildon."

With that, he turned and walked away.

As soon as he left, Vespera quietly went back to playing with Snowball.

Taking the chance, Gerard walked over and gently stroked the kitten. "Um... Vespera, Mr. Reid really didn't mean any harm last night. Please don't be upset.

"It was all Calvert's fault-he panicked about getting scolded and lied to Mr. Reid, saying you were already safe and on your way home. And honestly, Mrs. Reid was in real danger last night="

Vespera cut him off gently. "It's alright, Gerard. I know. I'm not upset."

"But you don't exactly look happy either," Gerard thought to himself.

Calvert wandered over too. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left the banquet halfway through to report to Mr. Reid. If I'd just stayed and kept an eye on you ladies, none of this would've happened. Vespera, if you're mad, just punch me—I can take it."

Vespera chuckled. "Punch you? I doubt I could even leave a mark."

"Vespera―"

She picked up Snowball's tiny leg and tapped it lightly against Calvert's chest. "There. Snowball gave you a punch for me. We're even now. I'm really not mad anymore."

And she wasn't. She truly meant it.

Why should everyone be expected to put her first?

offering a gift-giving it was an act of goodwill, but withholding it was simply within one's

time to head to the

to join, but eager to make up

Dominic had no objections.

the car, Calvert eagerly rushed to claim the front

was caught

she

her, Dominic had clearly just showered. As she

he leaned over to fasten her

scent clung to

Reid, I can buckle

leaning over her and meeting her gaze. "I was worried you

but

pushed against his

make

he kept

her gaze to

and Calvert sat

airport, they quickly exited

in just a few

to feel like a pressure cooker, with no escape for the

"Gerard, maybe I shouldn't go after all. I

tossed both suitcases at him. "Do you think I enjoy it any more than you do? You're going. If not, I'm never speaking to

Calvert grumbled to himself. The four of

breakfasts

to sit across from him, but instead, she

began

obvious—she wasn't planning on

back his words and settled

everyone finished

immediately got

and Gerard followed suit, diving into their own tasks

naturally fell into conversation, moving from updates on

piqued her interest, she knew exactly how to keep it lively and draw others in.

a sharp, intense gaze on his left. His body tensed, a

almost tangible, making Gerard feel as though he might be hurled out of the plane at

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