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Gloomy silence falls over us as we both think of all the ways we could’ve stopped it but didn’t.

Nicole must’ve felt so fucking lonely with no one to turn to.

“She didn’t show anything.” Astrid frowns. “After that night, she acted normal around the house.”

“Because she was taught by her bitch of a mother to not express emotions. She was too scared to disappoint her, which is why she didn’t report it either.”

Astrid jerks up. “This won’t do. She has to report it, even now. That lowlife can’t roam free after what he’s done. I’m going to talk to her.”

I grab her by the wrist and pull her down. “Don’t you dare talk to her about this. I only told you so you’d understand her better and mind your words around her, not so that you would pressure her into anything.”

“But Christopher…”

“He’s taken care of.”

“How?”

“You don’t need to know.”

Her eyes widen in slow recognition. “Is that why you came back to England after eleven years?”

“Yes. Just promise to…at least give Nicole a chance. She’s changed.”

A soft smile covers her features. “Apparently, she’s changed you, too.”

“What type of blasphemy is that?”

“She brought you back to London, you’re defending her like a die-hard solicitor, and you’re taking care of her brother, who under different circumstances, should be a spawn.”

“He’s a smart spawn.”

“You’re missing the whole point.” She grabs me by the shoulder. “But hey, I’m glad you’re changing for the better, even if she’s the reason behind it.”

“She’s not the reason behind anything.”

“Keep telling yourself that, Bug.”

Astrid laughs and I want to kick her and make her take back what she said. Because, fuck no, I’m not changing because of Nicole.

Right?

29

DANIEL

“If you tell anyone about this, I’ll say I was drugged.”

Nicole laughs, the sound drifting in the chilly afternoon air and doing strange shit to my chest that I refuse to honor with a name.

There’s other shit happening to my dick, too, but it’s neither strange nor vague. I’m not ashamed to admit that I want this woman with the desperation of a sex addict, an incubus, and a nymph combined.

It’s borderline obsession at this point.

Yesterday after we had breakfast and lunch with Astrid and her loud family, I couldn’t wait to get Nicole all to myself. However, as the little shit Jayden would have it, we accompanied him on a London tour like some sodding tourists.

He took more photos than an egomaniac celebrity. And fine, it might have been fun, too.

I love watching how carefree Nicole becomes around her brother or how her motherly instinct shows up at any hint of danger. She was the one who was vehemently against coming back to England, but she was more eager than the tourists and Jayden united.

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