Sebastian's POV
I had no intention of following her. At least, that's what I told myself when I realized my steps were mirroring hers, keeping me in the shadows as she and a somewhat attractive guy walked toward Sofia's old apartment. I stayed behind, hidden, watching the way she smiled at him: forced, strained, but a smile nonetheless.
For some reason, I told myself it was for her safety, that James's men could be anywhere, but the truth was harder to accept: I wanted to know. I wanted to hear what she said when she wasn't looking at me. I wanted to know if this man she was seeing had anything to do with James Clark or if he was just an outsider who had nothing to do with this mess.
From my position, I caught fragments of their conversation. Her laughter: soft, hesitant. Roy's voice: f
