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Chapter 82 - Vega In The Summer Sky

Penulis: Vivian D. Wilson
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-03 23:55:33
She pulled away first, her eyes clouded, mouth trembling with things she didn’t say. This wasn't the plan. It was never supposed to get this far, both of them being so uncontrollably angry at everything.

He was supposed to be in control. He had always, always been in control, but the past few weeks had been hell, and now everything was going off track faster than he could hold it together.

Jason watched her retreat to the window, to the telescope, away from him, and he felt a strange ache and emptiness, making him want to reach out and pull her back to him.

He spotted the shards of broken glass she’d never cleaned up, from the perfume bottle she’d thrown at the wall hours ago. He saw the glitter of it under the lamplight, the faint smell of jasmine still clinging to the air.

He realised that he had done that to her. He had pushed her that far.

Samantha leaned toward the telescope again, adjusting the lens with slow, deliberate movements. "You don’t have to stand there if you don
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