Falling For My Ex’s Brother-In-Law
This voice was foreign… corporate, cold, cruel.
I blinked at him, disoriented. “Is… is that all you’re going to say to me?”
“Annalyn… God,” he muttered, rubbing both hands through his hair like he wanted to tear it out. “You shouldn’t have come. You can’t be here. This is a mistake.”
“A mistake?” I echoed, my voice thinning with disbelief. “I came all this way for you. To celebrate…”
“You have to go,” he cut in sharply, stepping back like my presence alone was too loud. “Right now. You can’t let Clarissa see you. I’ll come find you when I’m done here.”