Reese POV
Knox walks away without answering my question.
His back is rigid, his steps controlled, but something in the way his shoulders tighten tells me my question *did* get to him. He’s not as unaffected as he pretends to be. The realization settles in my chest like something warm and confusing.
But I push that thought away.
No. No, I can’t think about him. Not right now. Not when my mind is already heavy with too many wheels. Rosabelle’s warning, her boys and Jade.
And the weird book burning against my palm.
I swallow hard.
This book. This book is my priority now.
Whatever’s inside it… Rosabelle wants me to know. And Knox clearly doesn’t.
I take a slow breath, grounding myself, and start walking down the hallway toward my room.
It takes a few minutes long, echoing minutes to
