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He comes to a complete halt and glares at me. “You should’ve thought about that before you decided to have a nervous breakdown and spend your night playing music.”
“What are you talking about?”
He arches a brow. “Last night’s concert.”
Oh, I guess my playing didn’t go unnoticed. It’s not until we arrive at his apartment that he says, “Do you think I didn’t notice that you played all night?”
“Oh, that was just practice.” My voice comes out casual.
“Uh-huh, why did you have to play that long? You don’t have any concerts scheduled.”
“It’s…” I’m so tired I can’t come up with any excuse.
“Save the explanation and little energy you have for later,” he orders.
I scrunch my nose. “You’re too bossy.”
“I have to be. In the time we’ve been working together, this isn’t the first time you’ve spent all night on the rooftop trying to—” He glares at me. “What’s the reason behind it? There must be a purpose to that exercise.”
He wouldn’t understand if I told him about Archer or how I believe that he can still hear my music, and… maybe I’m starting to lose hope. I didn’t voice it when I spoke to Lang, but the more I think about it, the more I’m starting to doubt myself. It’s been three years.
Three long years since he vanished.
But what if he’s ready to come home?
Something happened to him that switched the rhythm of his heart, and if I say that out loud, everyone will think I’m losing my mind.
Derek points at his comfortable couch. “Go sit in your favorite place, I’m in charge of you for the next few hours.”
“I have things to do,” I protest.
He waits until I take a seat to cover me with the blanket I gifted him a few months ago and brushes the strands away from my face. “Let me carry your load for a little while, okay?”
“Thank you, but—”
“You’re too tired to even come up with a good excuse. I haven’t known you for long, but there’s a pattern. Would you like to talk about it?”
I shake my head. “No, I’m okay.”
He scoffs. “Whenever you’re ready, I’m here for you.”
And I believe him. I could confide in him. He’s always around to help me or just to keep me company. I’m getting used to him. I don’t like that one bit. Derek Farrow is unpredictable and safe. When he’s around, I don’t feel so alone. I shouldn’t feel like that around anyone but Archer.
Archer. My husband, the love of my life, and my soulmate.
I should avoid Derek, but I don’t want to.He doesn’t know it, but he keeps me grounded. He’s become a friend. Almost every night, we share dinner, talk about the books we’re reading, and I even tell him about my family. Well, stories about my parents and siblings.
Would he understand if I told him about Arch?
He’d probably be like everyone else in my family. They support me but also hope I can get over my obsession. At least, they go to the parties I organize in his honor. Myles records them. He and King are the only ones who still believe I’m right.
“Piper, babe, are you with me?” Derek asks.
“Huh?” I glance at him.
“I asked if you wanted Provolone or Swiss on your sandwich. Are you sleeping with your eyes open?”
I snort. “That’s crazy.”
