VICTORIAWhen I open my eyes, the first thing I see is light—blinding and sharp—cutting through the glass walls of the penthouse. For a second, I can’t tell where I am. My head is pounding so loud I can hear it echoing in my skull. Then it hits me— someone knocked me out. Chase. Someone hit Chase.
When we finish eating, she leans back, her arms crossed. “So… are we just not going to talk about Harry?”“Not tonight,” I say, shaking my head with a smile. “Tonight, we talk about us. I want to know you. Really know you.”She arches a brow, unimpressed. “You already know me, Chase. You’ve literall
CHASEThe dinner is going perfectly.I sit back, my tie loose, my jacket hanging on the back of the chair, and I feel like the world has slowed down for the first time in a long time.Across from me, under the low amber glow of the restaurant’s lights, Victoria looks like something pulled out of a d
VICTORIAChase was right. Sometimes, you just have to let the storm breathe before it destroys itself.I am sitting cross-legged on the couch, as I watch it happen — the world tearing Harry and Vivienne apart piece by piece.Their faces are everywhere — on every screen, every article, every live bro
Her certainty hits me harder than any declaration could and I reach for her arm, my thumb brushing over her skin. “In that case, I couldn’t be happier. Thank you for putting that behind us.”She exhales, some invisible weight leaving her chest.“And as for me and you…” I lean forward, capturing her
CHASEThe faint buzz on the nightstand drags me out of sleep. I groan, unwilling to move, the sound low and tired against the morning light bleeding through the curtains. The room is soaked in soft gold, making everything look unreal, like I am in the middle of a dream.I try to move my right arm,