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The billionaire took one look at the tweeted photos Wickham showed and stepped back into the elevator without a word. He knew - he already fucking knew - if he didn't make it in time, he might lose her for good.
When the knock sounded on the Joneses' front door, everyone looked at each other, knowing it could only be one person.
"I just want to talk."
And it was Acheron, of course.
"Don't let him in," Pippi cried out when Astrid started to stand.
But her mother only gave her a chiding look. "I didn't raise you to be a coward."
"Mom,please."
Astrid steeled herself against the tremor in her daughter's voice. "At least just talk to him..."
Pippi 's heart started to sink as she watched Astrid walk away to open the door.
Talk to him?
She couldn't even think of him without falling apart.
The door started to open.
I can't.
And she found herself breaking into a run.
Acheron caught sight of Pippi's tearstained face just as she flew up the stairs, and his heart clenched.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.Why couldn't he stop hurting her? He glanced at Astrid, torn between his need to apologize and go after the woman he loved—-
"You're forgiven," the older woman said softly.
"Thank you."
Pippi heard Acheron's footsteps, and in her panic she locked herself in the first room she could reach -
And it just happened to be the Monarch Room.
Which washisroom.
Omigodomigodomigodomigod.
His things were everywhere, and so were the memories - God, there were too many memories, and she sank to her knees with a sob.
Pain ravaged Acheron's heart at hearing Pippi cry. "It's not what you think, baby."
Pippi squeezed her eyes shut against the hoarse sound of his voice.
"You were right all along. Amelia...had feelings for me, and she set the whole scene up. She wanted to keep causing trouble between us—-"
And she succeeded, Pippi thought dully.
"She's gone now."
But for how long?
Because it was completely clear to her now.
She was wrong about him.
