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I couldn’t stop thinking about the question all day. It lingered in the back of my mind, unanswered, gnawing at me. By the time Logan came to pick me up that afternoon, I still didn’t know what I wanted to do.

And yet, I followed him anyway. Habit was a terrifying thing. Ten years was all it took to tether me to this routine–him, the Mercer Estate, and the unspoken understanding that I would always be there.

“Why are you so quiet?” he asked, glancing at me as he drove. He must have noticed my mood.

I hesitated, my fingers fidgeting with the strap of my bag. Finally, I worked up the courage to say, “Logan, maybe we should-”

Before I could finish, his phone rang.

The car display lit up with an unlisted number. I saw his grip tighten on the steering wheel, his knuckles whitening.

It wasn’t like him to look nervous.

I turned to study his face, but his expression was unreadable. Without a word, he tapped the screen, switching the call to Bluetooth. “Hello…. Yeah, I’m on my way.”

The call was brief, but his voice was clipped, his tone unnaturally tense.

When it ended, he glanced at me, his jaw tight. “Elaine, something urgent came up. I can’t take you home.”

I knew what he was going to say before he said it. It wasn’t the first time. Still, foolishly, I’d hoped he’d at least take me back before running off.

My chest ached, but I forced myself to keep my voice steady. “Is something wrong?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, his gaze shifted to the road ahead as he pulled into a temporary parking spot. “Get off here and grab a taxi,” he said, his tone brisk.

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but he offered none. He didn’t even bother to lie.

say to that? Begging for answers

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you get home,” he added, already reaching

backpack as I climbed out

cool air hit my face as I stood on the sidewalk,

to his unwillingness to explain, I could feel it- something wasn’t right. But I didn’t ask. I didn’t

on your way home,” he called out the window before

off.

at the empty stretch of road where his car had disappeared. My chest felt hollow,

my pocket, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Want to grab

and brilliant. She never minced words, which was exactly what I needed

I said

sounded surprised. “Wow, you didn’t even check with Logan first? Did the sun rise in the west

laugh, but her words hit a little too close to home. For years, I’d lived as if my entire life revolved around Logan. Every plan, every decision–always prefaced with, “Let me check with

right now?” I asked, changing the subject.

address, and I hailed a taxi to meet

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eyes narrowed, “What happened? Did

one of the few people I could confide in,

“He thinks you’re boring? Insipid? As if he’s some kind of prize. Has he even slept with you?”

bluntness made my cheeks burn. I shook my head,

“Exactly. What a jerk. If he spent ten years with you and hasn’t

because they were

had been moments–like the time I’d gotten drunk and kissed him. But instead of kissing me back, he’d gently pulled away and sent me to bed. At the time, I thought it was because he respected me,

realized it was because he

if a man loved a woman, he’d want her. He’d

desire her.