Christian's POV
When Hannah told me about the opportunity of work, my first reaction was happiness for her. Of course, I was proud. She deserved it after everything she'd accomplished. But as her words sank in, my thoughts immediately started spiraling in another direction.
London.
And not just for a few weeks. Months. Maybe even longer.
I smiled at her, trying to keep my face neutral, but the thought of her being away, so far away, without me… it gnawed at my insides. As much as I wanted to support her, something dark and uneasy coiled in my chest.
Michael.
He lived in London. I knew that much. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't ignore that little fact. Hannah had been clear, there was nothing between them, and I believed her. I really did. But that didn't eras
