When Dominic showed up at the courthouse and dragged me away from her, I did not fight. I let him think he had won, and the moment he was gone, I picked up her trail.
I spent the rest of that day following her.
I did not do it alone. I hired extra men, planted them at different angles, so that if I lost her, they would not.
I followed her to a shop, and I knew immediately what she was doing there. She was checking the authenticity of the recording I had sent her. I waited, watching from a distance, and when she came out, I saw the look on her face. I saw the way she leaned against her car, the way her shoulders sagged, and I felt a joy so sharp and sweet it almost hurt.
She doubted him now. She doubted Dominic.
I followed her to Helix after that, waited outside for hours, and when she finally came out and began to stroll, I kept my distance, careful to stay behind her bodyguards, careful to stay invisible. I watched her walk, watched the sad, dejected slump of her shoulders, watched the way she stared at nothing, and the joy inside me grew until I could barely contain it.
She was falling out of love with him. She was coming back to me. I could feel it.
And then everything shattered.


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