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It felt heavier than it should have.

Biting my lip, I clicked into Jaxon's chat and my shoulders dropped.

No messages.

No missed calls.

Nothing.

I didn’t know what was worse—him not reaching out or the fact that I noticed.As pitiful as it was to admit, his chat was the first one I went to after Lori left, and the fact that there was nothing there hurt.

“Enjoy your weekend, Savannah!”Professor Hargreeve waved as she walked out of the lecture hall.

“You too, professor!”

I glanced back out at the rain, my thoughts circling again.

Going home wasn’t an option.

Nerissa wouldn’t be there—dance practice, she’d said—and the idea of sitting alone with my thoughts all night…

Yeah.No.

I could go see my grandma.Her worried texts after the fight at the rehearsal dinner warmed my heart, and maybe a visit was just what I needed.

No overanalyzing.No whiteboard.No pros and cons.

Just… peace.

I ordered an Uber and tucked myself further beneath the overhang as the rain continued its relentless assault on the city.By the time the car pulled up, I was more than ready to leave the campus—and my thoughts—behind.

The drive to my grandma’s place was just under twenty minutes, and I rested my head lightly against the window, watching raindrops race each other down the glass, blurring streetlights into streaks of gold and white.

By the time we pulled up to the mid-luxury building, the rain was in full swing, promising a storm tonight in more ways than one.I stepped out quickly, thanking the driver before hurrying toward the entrance, the familiar sight grounding in a way I didn't realize I needed.

And three rings after I pressed the buzzer, my grandma's voice came through the intercom, slightly breathless.

“Hello?”

A small smile tugged at my lips.“Hi, Grandma.”

“S-Savannah?”There was a quick pause, followed by the unmistakable sound of the door unlocking.“Oh!Um, come up, baby.”

Once I stepped inside, I shook off the dampness as I made my way to the elevator, pressing the button for the fourth floor.

My grandma had lived in apartment 403 for years, and it still burned that Chase would sabotage her staying there.Just another person who ended up being collateral damage because of Chase and Lori.

I walked down the hall and barely had time to knock before the door swung open.Mama V stood there in a royal blue silk robe, her fingers tightening on the opening and a curious expression on her face.

“Oh baby, did I miss you callin’ me?You doin’ alright?”One brow lifted as her gaze swept over me.“You here to tell me you're pregnant?”

I blanched.“What?No!”

It was beyond mortifying that she looked disappointed by my answer.

“I just—” I opened my mouth to answer, already halfway into explaining Lori, the threat, the absolute mess of it all, when I noticed movement behind her.I froze, my eyes widening.“Is somebody in there?”

Mama V glanced over her shoulder and swore.“Now Darrell, I done told you to stay put.Go put something on.My grandbaby is here.”