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Cam stays quiet, but I can feel his stare. I know he’s expecting me to snap, but I’m not going to. At least, not yet.
I exhale slowly, keeping my temper even. “Did she say why she was crying?”
Ren shakes his head, looking almost apologetic. “No, and I didn’t want to pry.” His hands tighten on the wheel. “But it was right after she got in the car at the estate.”
The estate.
Of course it fucking was.
The memory of the ball slams back into me. I should’ve known.
But there’s more to this story. I know there is. She’s keeping secrets and I want every single one of them.
I mask the frustration clawing at my chest. “That laptop gonna be enough?”
Cam finally looks away from me, rolling his eyes as he taps at the keys. “Don’t be offensive,” he scoffs. “This baby’s never let me down.”
I let out a small chuckle, but it’s hollow. My mind is still racing. The unanswered questions taunting me like shadows just out of reach. Whatever Raven’s hiding, whatever she thinks she can keep from me, she’s wrong.
One way or another. I’m going to get to the bottom of this.
Chapter 35
Don’t Blame Me!
Raven
“Icannot believe you said that.” I shake my head, laughing. “I hope he comes, and I hope he does wait in the car.”
Rachel grins, unbothered. “It’s no less than he deserves.”
The mental image alone of Kane sitting in his car, stewing, while Cam smugly delivers updates, brightens my mood. Probably more than it should. He doesn’t seem like the type to wait for anything, let alone sit on the sidelines.
Which is why I know he won’t stay in the car.
Rachel's going on about how Cam is going to work his magic, but my mind drifts elsewhere. Her comment about going home has been gnawing at me ever since she said it.
Home.
The word feels… wrong. Like a place I don’t belong anymore.
Rachel has a life waiting for her back in the States. Messy and chaotic, buthers.I don’t know what I have. Or where I’m supposed to be. The closer we get to answers, the more it feels like I’m standing at the edge of something impossible, something I’m not ready to name.
The good news is, my ribs ache a little less today, and my arm’s actually healing nicely. In another few days, I’ll be good as new. No one found out, which is its own blessing.
A low rumble of thunder rolls in the distance, rattling the windows.Fitting.
As freaky as everything’s been, I’m starting to expect it. The unease is still there, but beneath it, there's a sense of calmness. Like my body knows something my mind hasn’t caught up to yet. That alone should freak me out more than it does.
The doorbell rings, jolting me out of my thoughts and Cam doesn’t wait to be let in. I hear his voice carry down the hall, as I make my way to the living room. I don’t see Kane, and a laugh escapes me before I can stop it.
Cam smirks, looking at me like he already knows exactly what I’m thinking. “Aye, he’s waiting in the car. Probably for the best if we give him a minute.”
Oh, that’s rich.
Rachel snickers. “Coward.”
I roll my eyes, folding my arms as I look out the window. The storm's only getting worse. Sheets of rain slam against the glass.Good. Let him stay out there.
