Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 176

Right after I popped my question, Timothy’s face went all kinds of awkward.

After a brief staredown, he actually turned his face away, dodging my gaze.

It was like his instinct was screaming. “Abort mission!”

And there was a hint of guilt in that evasion.

The more I thought about it, the fishier it seemed. Thinking back to when we bumped into each other behind the fan club or that random meetup at the gallery, it hit me like a ton of bricks–a theory I had previously tossed out was creeping back into my head.

This trip to Pinecrest Hollow, Hogan and I were all eyes on the guest list, and we followed that trail straight to Sean, but Sean was acting all kinds of weird, nothing like Timothy who was a pro at keeping his tracks covered.

And they both just happened to show up at Pinecrest Hollow at the same time and both stayed at Lucky Star.

While Sean’d been here, the most upstanding thing he’d done was try to pick up chicks, not a hint of hiking or mountain climbing.

But that was exactly what was on the resume of the guy in front of me.

Realizing this, I looked at Timothy in shock and tested the waters, “So, you’re FreeMan?”

face froze, and after a few seconds, he let

the one lost

elusive

off his scent left and

whether to be

to a nearby cafe.

we were sitting face to face, my

thought, the legendary original artist

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he was a natural–born talent, a young gun with

a juice my way, with an apologetic tone, “Sorry, I’m just really

face, I couldn’t help but laugh. I laid it out straight, “Since you’re the

“Yeah.”

handle on our project and the team,” I said patiently, “What do

else, even Sean, I could’ve dangled a carrot, because Sean was all business, but with Timothy, I didn’t have the heart or

got enough to stand tall without bowing to profits. So

keep it simple and cut

usual jesting demeanor, he got serious, “Xaviera, I don’t want