The city lights flickered behind him. Cold. Distant.
Landon stood at his penthouse window. Glass in hand. Whiskey burning his throat but doing nothing to numb the ache in his chest.
He'd been here for hours. Trying not to think about her. Trying not to see her face every time he closed his eyes.
It wasn't working.
His phone buzzed on the counter. Unknown number.
He almost ignored it. Almost.
But something made him pick it up.
A photo loaded on the screen.
His breath stopped.
Sienna. In a café. Sitting across from Noah. Close. Too close.
She was smiling. Faintly. But smiling.
And Noah was looking at her the way he used to. Like she was his whole world.
Heat flooded Landon's chest. Not anger yet. Something worse. Something that felt like drowning.
He
