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Elijah blames himself for what? Kidnapped by someone he trusted? I can’t even imagine how that must feel. “I had no idea.”

Novalie’s lips quiver as she smiles.

I want to ask more, but it’s not my place to pry. Instead, I step forward and pull her into a hug. “Thank you for telling me.”

She hugs me back.

This explains so much about Elijah. His intense need for control, the walls he puts up. It makes sense now.

“I probably shouldn’t have. But I thought you should know. He...” She pauses. “My brother doesn’t let people in easily. The fact that he trusts you means more than you think.”

I let out a shaky breath.

“It’s nice to see him smile more. At ease. Thanks for keeping up with him.”

“It’s not what you think.”

Novalie nods. “Sorry. Didn’t want to put you in an awkward position.”

“It’s okay.”

“You should go. Don’t keep him waiting.”

“Thank you.”

She inclines her head in acknowledgment. I turn and make my way to the elevator.

The interview went well.

But one thing is clear—I have even more reason now to hear Elijah out.

Inside the elevator, I hover over the button with my index finger. Seconds tick by. Finally, I press it, closing my eyes.

Nothing happens.

I open my eyes. Is he home?

What will I even say to him? That I can’t stop thinking about him? That I still want him? Engagement or not?

No, I can’t do this.

I’m about to press the button for the lobby when the elevator starts to ascend.

Chapter 23

My beautiful gem stands in that elevator like a deer in headlights.

“Well, hello there. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I wanted to say sorry for snapping at you earlier.”

“Already forgotten.”

“Can we talk?”

I step back. “By all means, come in.”

Already prepared dinner.

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