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Forgive Knight or forget him?
Both options seem like the hardest things in the world right now, but I know there will come a point when I’ll have to choose.
The problem is, forgetting Knight Grayson was never something I could do.
He hooked me from the moment I first saw him.
Chapter43
Knight
“Just checking on you,” Jericho says. Concern fills his expression as he lowers to sit next to me on the sand.
I’ve spent the last two days on the beach sketching. I knew I’d see Jericho at some point today because I haven’t been at work for a few days. I needed to disappear for a while to wrap my head around my new normal.
I set my sketchbook down and look at him. He looks like he’s come to some decisions, too.
“You look like shit,” he adds.
“Thanks.” I know I look like hell, but at least I feel slightly better for not having to worry about Bastian. The moment we were done with him, I also messaged William to let him know I’d taken care of that problem.
“This isn’t the time for sarcasm.” Jericho gives me a sidelong glance, disapproval etched into his face. “What’s going on with you? You’ve been quiet. Quiet is never good when it comes to you.”
“I’m fine.”
“You know you’re far from it, so don’t tell me that.” The skepticism in his voice reminds me that he’s my brother and I can’t hide anything from him.
“What do you want me to say? Do you want me to wallow in my sorrow and vent about all the ways I fucked things up with Aurora?”
“Yes.It’s the human thing to do when we fuck up, but just so you know, I believe you could still fix this if you wanted to.”
I shake my head. “I can’t. It’s better this way. I’ve done all I can do to fix the parts that needed fixing.” By tonight, I’ll have the documents for Sunset Cove and the divorce papers. I’ll take them to Aurora’s father in the morning, and that will be it. I’ll be gone from their lives.
My next task will be to talk to my grandfather. One more person to disappoint.“So, you’ve seriously come to a final decision oneverything?” Jericho searches my eyes with caution.
“Yes.” I keep my gaze fixed on him. He knows my plans and knows what they mean for us both in terms of work. I’ve avoided talking to him until this was all over. I know he’s done the same, probably because he needed to think too. But it looks like he’s ready to talk.
My decision to stop the sale of Sunset Cove obviously means I won’t get Park Avenue.
As we know, Grandfather wants Jericho to be the CFO. It follows that Bastian will take the lead in my place. That is what my decision will mean, providing Jericho decides to fulfill Grandfather’s wishes to get married.
“What will you do?” he asks.
I look out to the sea, gazing at the horizon as my options swirl around in my head. They’re all good options, but they feel dead without my wife.
I return my gaze to meet his and compose my mind enough to give him an answer.
“I’m going to head back out to Saint-Tropez for a few months and help Mom with the gallery. When I get back, I’ll set up my business like I planned before.” Back to the original plan. “Have you decided what you want to do?”
“I want the CFO position. The other night got me thinking that as we have Bastian in the palm of our hands, I might be able to work with him if I need to. Of course, I would prefer not to. I wish it were you, but I don’t want to rob myself of my legacy.”
“And you mustn’t. I would hate that.”
“I know, but it means we won’t be working together anymore. That’s going to be strange.” As far as sentimentality goes, this is one of the rare occasions I’ve witnessed the emotion in him. “I wholeheartedly respect and agree with your decision for Sunset Cove, but it’s a huge change for us.”
“It is, but I think we both knew the day would come when we’d need to stop working together.”
“We did.” His voice holds the solemn edge of remorse.
