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“Oh god.” I worried. “What the hell is happening right now, Paige?”

“You finally got yourself a man worth the trouble is what’s happening. Good for you.”

“I want to go home.”

She took my hand, squeezing it gently. “I know. We’ll figure everything out from there.”

She pulled her phone from her pocket. “I’ll text everyone and let them know we’re leaving and that you’re okay.”

As we walked toward her car, the night air seemed to envelop me in darkness, filling me with more unsettling thoughts.

“Thank you. I can’t think anymore.”

“I got you. I have a feeling this will all be over soon.”

She unlocked the car and we slipped inside. As we drove away, I couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight had changed everything. I just hoped it was for the better.

Chapter25

Ren

“Do you know where that asshole lives?” I barked at Hunter as we walked to my car.

“Yeah, and just so you know, I never liked that prick.”

Hunter matched my pace, his jaw set in a grim line. He didn’t say much, but I could sense his dislike simmering beneath the surface.

Hunter got into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. The intensity of the moment weighed heavily on both of us as I started the engine.

“Where to?” I muttered, my grip tightening on the steering wheel. The streetlights cast eerie shadows, mirroring the turmoil inside me.

He gave me directions, then we were off.

“I grew up with Paige,” he told me. “So I know Piper pretty well, too. She was always a sweet girl. She doesn’t deserve this. I’m more than happy to back you up.”

“Thanks. I’m done letting him get away with this ridiculous bullshit.”

Even though Richard was a Honeybrook Hollow local, the drive felt endless, but eventually, we pulled up to the curb in front of his house.

The engine hummed softly as I cut it off, and the silence that followed was almost deafening. Hunter and I exchanged a look, the resolve in his eyes mirroring my own.

We stepped out of the car, the cool night air washing over us, heightening our senses and steeling my nerves.

The house loomed ahead; its facade bathed in the dim glow of the streetlights.

I knocked firmly, the sound echoing through the quiet night. Hunter stood beside me, waiting. I had the sense that there was more to why he was so willing to help me tonight, but I could find out later, whatever it was. The waiting seemed to stretch on forever, the anticipation gnawing at the edges of my patience.

I wanted Piper, and this asshole was the only thing standing between us. I was done with waiting, done with his shit, and done with him treating Piper as his punching bag.

Finally, the door creaked open, revealing Richard. His expression shifted from surprise to disdain as he took in our presence.

“What are you going to do?” he snarked. “Kick my ass?”

“No. I’m going to sue you. For harassment. Stalking. Verbal abuse. Making threats. Trespassing on private property. Theft. And anything else I can think of.”

Hunter shrugged. “I’ll kick your ass. I never liked you.”

“Call your attorney and tell him who is representing Piper,” I growled. “So you’ll know exactly who you’re messing with.”

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