ed out of the taxi. The sound, once so loud and close, no
y, from the pain it brought. Now, she stood in front of a tall glas
nds, like proof that she had built a new life. A stro
n? Isabel
ked up to her, holding a tablet and wearing a perfect smile.
. Of course. He was the mystery client
he shiny, quiet lobby. Everything looked expensive and cold. The
as his
er that girl from five years ago. She was Bella Quinn now. A successful architect. A strong single mo
oors
tall windows and a view of the city. He was sta
on
feel his presence tall, powerful, an
he t
opped br
t still sharp. Still him. His gaze landed on her and for a second, sh
like she was a st
eart pounded. This wasn't just the past show
didn't speak at first. He just studied her l
eep voice brok
I'm Jason Reed. You'll be
as sharp,
t her jaw
uspicious. He didn't know the truth, not
at moment
oing to be ju
had tried to leave behind. Something