Riley’s POV
“So you still blink too much when you’re thinking,” Viktor said, his tone soft but teasing.
I stopped for a second, caught off guard. “You… noticed that?”
A small smile curved on his lips. “I remember everything.”
Something tugged in my chest. It was warm, unsettling. The years between us suddenly felt thinner, like they hadn’t been years at all.
We strolled barefoot along the beach, shoes dangling from our hands, the water curling gently around our toes. The salty breeze tangled my hair, and I let it, too caught up in the strangeness of walking beside him again.
“So tell me,” I asked, glancing at him, “how did you know Michael?”
“He’s my client,” Viktor replied, “and also a friend.”
I frowned. “Then… how did he know about us?”
He looked at the horizon before turning b
