• Chapter 17

  • If Lysander truly disliked Navier, he would never have allowed her into his life in the first place.

  • There had been plenty of women who had tried to date with him but he had pushed away without at second thought.

  • Yet somehow, Navier had been allowed to remain.

  • After the awkward silence stretched too long, his friends attempted to smooth things over.

  • “Alright, alright,” James conceded. “Whatever you say. We get it. You’re just being a responsible guy–concerned about a childhood friend abroad. We’ll help you look for her too. By the way, have you spoken with Navier’s parents about her disappearance?”

  • “They should know something, right? She’s their daughter, after all. It’s been quite a while–you should probably notify them.”

  • Lysander remained silent for a long moment before nodding.

  • The deafening music in the private room abruptly cut off as he dialed Mr. Armstrong’s number.

  • A heavy weight settled in his chest just before the other end finally picked up.

  • He had treated Navier poorly–there was no denying that.

  • “Lysander! What’s up, my boy?” Mr. Armstrong’s cheerful voice came through.

  • Lysander cleared his throat, maintaining a composed tone. “Dad, Navier and I are divorced. She left

  • York and hasn’t been heard from since. Did you and Mrs. Armstrong know about

  • We gave her our blessing! Divorce happens–we never thought

  • were in such a rush to pull you out of your depression back then, pushing that marriage arrangement. Navier volunteered for it, and whatever happiness or unhappiness came with that choice was hers

  • views and clearly took

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  • isn’t forever if it doesn’t

  • and struggled to

  • really moved on? and she’s just fine with it?”

  • I was traveling for business. Looked like she was having a great time. And

  • “WHAT?!”

  • so severely that veins bulged

  • “Then is she-”

  • you wanna know more,

  • before Lysander could

  • next instant, his phone flew across the room, smashing against

  • Armstrong’s side of the conversation. They froze, not daring to make a sound.

  • words on an endless loop, a suffocating aura

  • blazed through him, consuming all rational thought.

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  • CRACK!

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