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Chapter 110

-Grayson’s POV-

“It feels like I haven’t seen you in days.”

I took a deliberate sip of my whiskey, the glass cool against my fingertips, before glancing at Liam, who sat casually across from me in my study. “Because I have been gone for days,” I replied flatly, my tone leaving no room for interpretation.

Liam let out an exasperated sigh, running a hand through his dark hair. “It’s a saying, Grayson: You’re not supposed to answer it like an accountant tallying numbers. And since we’re here–are you going to tell me why you’ve been gone for days? Or why you dragged me here for a drink?”

“Aren’t we friends?” I asked, my voice calm and void of any warmth.

He scoffed, the sound sharp in the otherwise quiet room. Something flickered across his eyes–amusement, maybe pity, but I didn’t care enough to decipher it. “I’d have used that term when we were fifteen. Back when you weren’t so determined to freeze out the entire world. Now? Let’s just say you’ve stayed in my life long enough that I tolerate you and your bad attitude.”

Bad attitude.

Not that I hadn’t tried to reach out. I had. But she had made it abundantly

could read my mind, he asked the question I didn’t want to hear. “So, what is this really about? Are you and Ava fighting again? Is that why I’m here? Because you don’t want to sit alone with your anger while she refuses to come back to the estate?”

eyes at him as I rode to my feet. “Not everything is about her.” My voice was colder than I intended. “And if you don’t want to be here, Liam, then go. I didn’t drag you here. You came willingly.”

used when he’d grown tired of my stone walling. “Alright, calm down. I didn’t mean to poke at you.” He gestured toward my chair. “Sit back down. I’ll behave, I

him for a moment longer, considering telling him to leave anyway. But after a beat,

crashed back to reality cohol I’d consumed had lost its warmth, the haze evaporating like smoke in

more incidents with The truth was, I hadn’t had any Maria had unearthed hung over my head like an axe waiting to drop. A curse that, as far as I understood, ran through my bloodline. Its exact purpose remained a mystery, but

there was one thing I couldn’t

else knew, not even Ava. I couldn’t afford for anyone to discover this weakness–it would only give them another

“Grayson.”

to the present. I blinked, focusing on him as he gave me

lightly against the armrest. The words came out before I even

eyebrow, surprised–not just at what I said, but that I’d said anything at all.

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tighter. The study suddenly felt smaller, the air heavier. “Because I told

“You said that out loud? To

painted this perfect picture of what she wished her life to be and I told her

treading on thin ice, “I’m guessing she

perfectly clear where she stands on the matter.”

mine. He was quiet for a moment before he spoke again, his tone measured. “And why don’t you want children, Grayson?

know why.” I met his gaze, unflinching. “You, of all people, know what happened with my

Thi

but he didn’t interrupt. So I continued. “No matter how hard I tried to escape it, I turned out just like him. The power. The I exhaled sharply. “I refuse to continue

them.”

he studied me with a look I couldn’t quite place–pity, perhaps, or maybe understanding. Then, after

I

pause, he asked a question hdn’t anticipated. “Have you thought

path you’re

hit me harder than I

so much time thinking

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