Chapter thirty

Hunter

The moment I stepped out of the hospital, I rubbed my face with both hands. I wanted to slap myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

Christina was back.

Finally.

I’d been tired of pretending. Pretending I didn’t care. pretending I had accepted her walking away with that bastard.

I never would. Not in this life.

And now she was here again, under the same roof, breathing the same air.

Even if it was just for two weeks, it felt like the universe had given me another chance.

She said yes.

That was enough.

For the first time in months, I felt alive.

I didn’t want to push too hard, not yet.

I’d make her comfortable, lower her guard, remind her what it used to feel like when she belonged to me.

And once I got that part of her back, I wasn’t ever letting go.

The next morning, Dad came home from the hospital. The whole family sat together for breakfast like some perfect picture.

Melania brought in the food. Brekkie rolls and bacon, Christina’s favorite.

“It’s good to see everyone to