MasukThe next hour passes by easily. Jen eventually succeeds in her mission as she drags Sav into the water. Chase follows behind them shortly after. Soon, there is splashing and arguments over who started what. I stay back for a bit with Will and Randy. Will leans in slightly, “You okay?” I nod, “Yeah
GregI wake up before my alarm, as I don’t want to disturb Jen’s sleep. For a few seconds, I don’t move. I just stare up at the hotel ceiling and listen. Vegas has a strange quiet in the mornings. Not silent exactly, but there is always the faint hum of air conditioning, the occasional distant eleva
By the time we get back to the room and the door clicks shut behind us, I have reached that weird travel point where I feel both completely awake and absolutely exhausted at the same time. Greg has already abandoned any attempt at looking presentable. Both of our shoes are off, and his magazine has
The crowd slowly starts moving after the fountain display ends. People drift away in groups, talking over each other and checking photos they’ve just taken. Nobody seems to be in a rush. That is one thing I have noticed about Vegas already. People walk everywhere, but somehow never look like they ha
If there is one thing I learned within the first hour of walking the Las Vegas Strip, it is that nobody walks normally. Everyone wanders. Everyone stops every three minutes to stare at something. And I fit right in. Greg, meanwhile, has already accepted his role as unofficial bag carrier and profess
Greg checks us in while I wander exactly three metres before he calls me back. “You are not getting lost already.” I smile sweetly, “No promises.” Once we are checked in, a bell boy takes our luggage and loads it onto a trolley cart for us and says he will bring it up to our room right away. Wit
I stay tucked against Greg’s side on the couch, the warmth of his arms around me feels a little unfamiliar and comforting all at once. Neither of us move much in the last few minutes. We simply sit here quietly, the tension that had consumed us for days is finally beginning to ease into something so
Greg listens carefully, not interrupting me once. “They talked about Chase inheriting everything someday. About preparing him to lead.” My voice sharpens. “And when I asked where that left me, one of them actually told me I’d probably marry well and represent the family socially.” Greg’s jaw clenche
JenThe door clicks shut behind us, muting the distant sounds of the city outside. The inside of Chase’s house feels warm, almost too warm compared to the cold tension hanging between us. I walk a few steps ahead of Greg, arms folded tightly across my chest as if holding myself together. Greg stays
Chase and Sav exchange a glance. Not a negative one. Not exactly. But not fully positive either. And suddenly my heartbeat thunders loud enough that I'm sure they could hear it as Chase and Sav exchange another look. The pause alone is enough to make my stomach twist in knots. Finally, Sav sighs so







