Chapter 45 Rhett
The second she said his name, everything clicked. Derek. The way she froze when her phone buzzed. The way her whole body tightened like she was bracing for something. The way she kept saying she was fine when she clearly wasn’t. It wasn’t nothing. It never was. By the time she said he was outside, I was already moving. Jace was right behind me. The door swung open and the night air hit hard, but I didn’t slow down. I scanned the road, the trees, the shadows, every instinct I had kicking in at once. Nothing. The spot where the car had been sat empty. Too empty. “He was right there,” I muttered. Jace looked down the road, then back toward the house. “He didn’t stick around.” No. Of course he didn’t. He wanted to be seen. Just enough. Then gone. I turned back toward the house, alre
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