na's
ed my ar
d I noticed the emotional attraction between Lachlan and me. It's getting uncontrollab
, I stood in front of the window of my room in Lachlan Mansion. The city out
long on me. Like maybe if I shed enough layers, the guilt w
ips, my hair, and my eyes were red from hol
sn't the
slate Isla promised me. For the peace I
fall
e through my spiral thought. I straightene
me anxiously. "It seems something is bothering your mind, Fiona?" She made a
dgment in her eyes-just that annoying w
Looked emotionally exhausted as I sat on the edge of my seat trying to tug at the hem of
s arched
I sai
smile. "About time." My laugh c
ourself for years, Fi. For what? Being human? For wanti
st friend in a long time." Those words stung. I looked away. "She pulled strings to get you th
helpe
ed you
le
eally. Even if you did, perhaps it's time for you to treat yourself wel
. "You gonna wea
anging on the door. I hadn't decided. Maybe I had. "You des
t to play th
ike the supporting r
at, she
ed my eyes, I saw Lachlan's face. The way he looked at me when h
t wasn't just red. It was bold. Defiant. The kind of dr
h dry. And there he was. Lachlan Hartman. Power in a suit. Control in a
ees gave out. "Thanks." He pulled out my chair like we were somethin
her w
ntion this. I've made an effort to ignore this-us-but I'm at my breaking point. You'r
to
use you are the one I love, Fiona. Even before I
ouched mine as he reached across the table. But it
"I'm asking for honesty. Even if it's i
w and I do, but what if this thing.... This feeling about us...
urtin
o me." He nodded. "Then let me carry some of
ng myself together by a thread
ait. As long
choice I had fully made. Every step felt like I'm falling deeper into this t
the firs
re I wanted