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She thanks me before hanging up the call. I get to my feet, feeling like a complete and total idiot. He told me he loved me and I practically spat in his face. He must be in so much pain right now. I’m a horrible person.

I send a quick text to the only person I know who could help me find him. It only takes five minutes after Katerina reads it for her to send me Graham’s location, courtesy of her husband.

Katerina: I’m rooting for you both, Isa.

I expel a harsh breath. Now all I can do is hope I’m not too late. Enzo doesn’t even question me when he sees me leaving the house. My family’s been walking on eggshells around me the past few days, careful not to prod and respecting my privacy, which I really appreciate.

I take one of the cars and drive to the location Katerina sent. When I arrive there, I stare up at the building. Human beings can be so predictable.

Because, of course, Graham Steele decided a night club was the perfect place to drown his sorrows.

I make my way inside. A catchy pop song plays from the speakers, but the club isn’t completely packed. The people who are inside simply sway to the music. It’s a surprisingly chill atmosphere.

It doesn’t take me long to find Graham. He and a couple of people are seated in a closed-off VIP section. I realize for the first time as I take in the scene in front of me that I’m seeing who he used to be.

One of his friends is snorting off a scantily clothed girl’s stomach. His other friends dance, all tethering the edge of inebriation. Graham sits in the middle of it all with an arm tossed over the back of the long couch. He’s holding a bottle of beer and he’s all alone. He watches the people around him with barely any interest, like a king observing his subjects.

His eyes find me almost immediately, and they remain steady as our gazes connect. Black hair falls carelessly against his forehead, his full mouth pulled into a cruel smirk. My heart skips several beats. Four days suddenly feels like forever.

I hadn’t realized how much I missed seeing him.

I stalk toward the closed-off area. There’s a bouncer at the entrance who tries to stop me, but one icy glare has him backing away and allowing me entrance. I walk over to stand in front of Graham. His expression doesn’t so much as flicker.

“Hey, Sunshine,” he greets casually.

“What are you doing here, Gray?” I ask, trying to ignore the revelry around me.

He takes a long swig of the beer in his hand before replying. “I could ask you the same thing. For someone who hates scenes like this, you sure do find yourself here a lot,” he notes.

“Whose fault do you think it is that I’m here?” I grit out.

“Surely it can’t be mine. After all, I’m nothing but a guy whose heart you ripped out and then proceeded to step on.”

Visceral pain follows that statement.

“I’m sorry,” I tell him, guilt rippling through me. “Let’s go home. We can talk there.”

He doesn’t even blink. “I’m not going anywhere with you, Isabella.”

“Graham,” I say, a plea in my voice.

“No,” he retorts, a note of finality in his tone.

I tamp down some frustration. He’s acting like a petulant child, although I don’t point it out considering how angry he is at me. I need to get him out of here.

I look around the club as an idea starts to bloom. My eyes meet green ones.

“Are you sure you’re not going to come with me?”

He leans backward, looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world. “No. Goodbye, Isabella.”

“Okay, then,” I say.

I’m going to make sure he regrets that.

CHAPTER 25

Graham

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