ALEXI just stood there like an idiot, watching Emma walk out of the café. When she finally disappeared from view, I sank into the chair she had been sitting on.Leaning back, I let my eyes close and breathed in deeply. It still smelled faintly like her. I dragged in another breath.Maybe that was the last time I’d ever be that close to her again. I'd really lost her.Yes, I had already accepted that fact years ago when she disappeared, but finally seeing her again yesterday had filled me with a new surge of hope.But that hope had now turned into ashes.I looked at the food sitting on the table. The coffee had probably gone cold, and the pastry too. I hadn’t eaten since lunch the day before, but I couldn’t bring myself to take a single bite.I raised a hand and waved the woman at the counter over.She had a knowing, sympathetic look on her face. I knew that Emma and I had probably been loud enough for everyone in the café to hear. But thankfully, there were only a few people.“Is eve
EMMAThe second the words left his mouth, I shot to my feet. My heart was racing. My fists clenched at my sides as I stared down at him, heat rising under my skin.“What is this?” I asked through gritted teeth. “What are you playing at?”I used to dream about hearing those words. Years ago, I would’ve given anything to hear him say he loved me.But now, when I had finally stopped needing it, he was trying to mess with my mind by saying those words to me.I wasn’t going to let him do that.Alex slowly rose to his feet. “I’m not playing at anything. It’s the truth. I’m an idiot because I realized it too late. I only understood what I lost after I hurt you and you left. But it’s true. I love you.”“Shut up. Shut the hell up!” I snapped.His mouth clamped shut, and I took a shaky breath before I exploded.“You showed up to my birthday with your fiancée.” The word caught in my throat like acid. “The day after I gave myself to you. Do you even understand what that did to me? Do you have the
EMMAFor a second, I couldn’t feel my heart beating.Alex was looking at me. Waiting like the apology he’d just laid out was supposed to change something. Like it was supposed to undo the damage of six years with a few carefully chosen words.The truth was… I didn’t even know what I felt.There was a time when hearing those words would have meant everything to me. Hell, if he’d even said “sorry for doubting you back then,” I would’ve forgiven him on the spot.But now?Now those words just twisted something inside me. Something too tangled to name. Anger. Resentment.But I couldn’t afford to let any of that show.Squaring my shoulders, I kept my expression still.“Emma...” Alex whispered.I didn’t blink. “Are you done talking?”Alex shifted. “I… yes. But—”“Good,” I cut in, reaching for my purse. “So I can leave now.”Before I could stand, he reached across the table and placed his hand over mine. His touch felt like a burn. I quickly pulled my hand away.Just then, the server came wit
ALEXSeconds ticked away.Two minutes passed. Then five, but Emma didn't come out. When she told me to wait for her, I should've known that it was too good to be true for her to agree to talk to me.I turned, my shoulders already sinking with misery. Then the door creaked open.I turned back so fast I nearly lost my balance and saw her stepping outside. Her expression was stoic, giving nothing away, but I could tell that she wasn't pleased.“Where do you want us to go?” she asked, voice cool.I almost smiled. Hell, I did smile. “Thank you,” I said. “For agreeing to talk to me.”She didn’t respond. Just looked ahead like this was something she had to get through.I knew I was kind of forcing her into this, but I didn't have any choice. It was obvious that she wanted me nowhere near her house, so this had to happen somewhere else.“We could go get breakfast?” I offered. “If that’s okay with you.”She gave a stiff nod.We walked toward my rental car. I unlocked it with the fob and opened
EMMAMy fingers tightened around the doorknob. My throat dried up. My heart started beating so fast I could feel it in my ears.What the hell was he doing here?He looked the same as last night; tired, slightly disheveled, but he was standing upright like a man on a mission. And that only made my panic worse.How did he even know where I lived?If he was here now, then it meant he’d left Barcelona at dawn. Maybe even earlier. Just to come here to find me.Dragging in a deep breath, I strove to keep the panic from my voice as I spoke.“How did you find out where I live?” I asked, trying to keep my voice from shaking.He nodded like he expected that to be the first thing I’d ask. “Once I knew where you worked, it wasn’t hard. I just made some enquiries.”“What are you doing here, Alex?” I asked, staring straight at him. “What do you want?”He shifted slightly on his feet. “I know…” he started, and my breath caught.My hands tightened on the door.Please don’t say it. Please don’t say yo
I wasn't surprised that Stefano had already figured out who Alex was, so I merely nodded to confirm his suspicions.Stefano exhaled through his nose and nodded too, like he was piecing it all together. “That explains a lot. Why you got like that. Seeing the man who hurt you for the first time in years. But… what did he want?”“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “He said he needed to talk to me.”“Why didn’t you let him?” Stefano asked.I looked at him, heat rising to my face. “Because I have nothing to say to that man.”Silence stretched between us.Then, carefully, he asked, “What about the kids? Do you plan on telling him about them?”I tensed. My fingers curled against my palm. My heart started racing.“There’s no need to,” I said.Stefano frowned slightly. “Why not?”“Because he doesn’t care,” I snapped before I could stop myself. “He never wanted them.”Swallowing, I continued. “The day after what happened between us… he told me he hoped I took protection. Like having children with