Danny's POV
The Hawaiian moon was too bright. It felt like a spotlight, shining through the sheer curtains of my room, mocking me for being wide awake and rotting in these expensive silk sheets.
I checked my phone for the twentieth time in ten minutes.
Me [1:04 AM]: u awake?
Me [1:15 AM]: the waves are loud. can’t sleep.
Nothing. Not even a read receipt. The silence from Chadwick’s end was a physical weight on my chest. I rolled onto my stomach, burying my face in the pillow, my mind spiraling into a dark, toxic gutter. Was he asleep? Or was he currently wrapped around my mother in the master suite?
The thought felt like a serrated blade twisting in my gut. I hated the way I was counting the seconds, hated that I was a secret while she was the legal reality.
"f**k this," I whispere
