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Chapter 60 - I had fun.

Author: Thattrekonsi
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-06 23:11:21

— ASARAIAH KAINE —

By the time we got back from the city, the mansion already felt heavier.

Like it knew.

Like the walls could sense when I’d let myself breathe for a few hours.

The car ride home had been quiet, but not uncomfortable. Drayan had driven, said he didn’t trust the chauffeurs to keep things low-profile. I didn’t argue. I just let the city lights smear past the window, pretending the blur was freedom.

For one afternoon, I’d been invisible.

We’d walked through the lower district — where no one cared about syndicates or surnames. Just people, noise, and color. Calla had tagged along, talking non-stop about some new design collaboration, until she spotted a boutique and disappeared like smoke.

Drayan had just laughed. “She’s too bright for this world.”

And I’d said, “Maybe that’s why I keep her around.”

He’d glanced at me then, a faint smile ghosting across his face. “No. You keep her because she reminds you who you used to be.”

He was right. I hated that he was right.

Now, b
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