The Reunion—they had finally reached out to her. Ethan hadn't informed him of that.
Jason's fingers tapped on the backrest, realizing how she'd brought it up at the right time.
Good. It meant the game really was on. Now he just needed to play his part.
She was offering vulnerability—the balance had tipped in his favor, he just needed to wield the sword precisely.
“Do you think I should go,” Anna asked when he stayed silent. “Or burn the bridge and never look back?”
She was playing victim without knowing he knew precisely what and whom she was talking about.
The thought left an acid taste on his tongue. Fine—two can play this game of deception.
He parted his lips to speak, chiseling his expression into one of concern—but her gaze caught his, her dark pupil struggling not to dr
