Divorced by the Billionaire Who still owns me
Not fixed, not safe, but not as unstable as before.
I walked a little closer, not enough to interrupt, but enough to be part of the space again.
“This is still a short visit,” I said.
Adrian looked at me.
“I know.”
“No changes yet.”
“I understand.”
I held his gaze for a second, then nodded.
That was enough.
Blue adjusted one last piece and stepped back.
“It’s holding,” she said again.
I looked at it, then at her.
“For now,” I said.
She gave me a look.