Chapter 50

Richard's POV

"Why now?"

Sarah's question had been haunting me ever since she asked it. I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, the pain from our past surfacing again.

And honestly, I struggled to answer that question for myself.

Why now? Maybe it was because I finally recognized what I had lost. Or perhaps it was the realization that I couldn't keep living in the shadows of my mistakes. But the truth was hard to face. I'd hurt her, and that guilt was a weight I carried every day.

I sat at my kitchen table, staring at my phone, wishing for a message from her. I wanted to reach out, to remind her that I was willing to fight for us.

But I knew better. She needed space, time to process everything. But the silence was deafening, and with each passing hour, my fear of losing her again grew louder. "Come on, Richard," I muttered to myself, running a hand through my hair. "Just give her time."

The kiss... it felt real. But she still had walls up, and I couldn't blame her. I needed to give her space. But damn, it was hard.

My fear of losing her again was clawing at me, making every second without her unbearable.

***

Wesley sat in his office, fidgeting with a pen. It had been months since he told Sarah he would leave her alone, but the truth was, he hadn't.

Not really. He still saw her, with him. Richard. They were together, more often than not, and each time Wesley caught a glimpse of them, it stung.

of his old plans of revenge, but because, slowly, against his own intentions, he had started

feel this

one thing-he had to destroy any chance of Sarah trusting

had been planning for weeks. He wouldn't come barging

to her office, accompanied by

least go back to being

response, he upped the ante. He knew her favorite meals-after all, they had spent time together when things were good between

face when she received them, even though he wasn't there

it was her favorite coffee. She sighed, tapping her

not trying to overwhelm you. I just... I miss you. Not in

her way for a while. She had

said, her voice softer now, but still firm. "I don't need

"But can we at least meet up? Just as friends? I've missed talking

think about it," she finally said before hanging

tell she was distracted, and every time she glanced at her phone, he felt the unease creep in.

Sarah opened it, her face tight with something between

Richard clenched his fists under the table, trying to keep his

his voice sharp, "he's trying to worm his way back into

in the box. "Why shouldn't he, Richard? You've been

narrowing. "I'm here because I care about you. He's

her shoulders tense. "And you weren't?" Her words stung, but Richard knew she had a

I was some prize, and now, Wesley wants

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