Page 11 of Reborn to Love You

His gaze narrowed. “I’m listening.”

But now I’m alive.

And that was when it hit her.

She was alive, yes.

For now.

She was alive.

But until when?

The question had her looking at her boss for some reason, and...

“Payton?”

The impatience in his tone made her want to laugh and cry. How could this be the same man who had come to her funeral with golden eyes that were haunted by regret? She didn’t know if she would ever have the chance to ask him that. Or if she should even. But one thing was for sure—

“I’m s-sorry,” she stammered.

Now wasn’t really the time to think about such things.

“I’ll try to explain—”

If I’m still alive by then.

“But I have to go.”

And so she rushed out of Niccolò’s office, and she was so afraid of running out of time that she couldn’t even risk stopping to grab her phone from her desk. Because who knew, really? What if she had a supernatural deadline to meet, and she just happened to miss a clue about it?

The elevator doors slid open, and Leah looked confused as she stepped out while Payton rushed past her and started pounding on the Close button like that would magically make the doors close faster. “Is something going on?”

“Sorry, I’ll explain tomorrow!”

And hopefully, she wasn’t lying about that.

But for now...

Payton’s heart was pounding when she arrived at her husband’s workplace.

She knew coming here was a gamble. A huge one. All she knew was that maybe, if she spoke to Rosé, and if she worded things correctly, then maybe all of them could live happily separately—

“Mrs. Cheyney?”

Payton nearly jumped out of her skin when her husband’s twenty-year-old intern popped in front of her, seemingly out of nowhere.

“R-Rosé, hi.”

Payton knew she shouldn’t feel inferior or anything, especially if what Eric said was true about Roś, but...

Rosé smiled. “I knew it was you!”

It was just hard to feel any kind of confidence with how, well, perfectly put together Rosé always looked. The girl just had this incredibly posh air about her that Payton often felt the need to put on sunglasses around her. She was just so...glossy!

“Are you here for Mr. Cheyney?” Rosé was asking. “I’m afraid he isn’t back yet from his meeting.”

Payton shook her head. “I’m here because...”