Page 216 of Money Reigns
They all start to laugh.
“If she’ll have you, you have my blessing,” John says extending his hand. I take it.
And then I feel her.
I turn toward the kitchen entryway, and there she is.
Pink sweater. Hair twisted up in a rush.
Jeans hugging her perfect hips. Freckles dusted across her nose, just like I remember.
My Olivia.
She looks the same.
And yet, nothing like the woman who left me behind.
God, I missed her. So much it makes my vision blur for a second.
Her eyes meet mine.
Those gorgeous eyes are bright;burningwith spark of something. Recognition. Maybe even relief.
But then they harden.
And she turns without a word.
Just like that, she’s gone.
My chest hollows, a quiet implosion.
I stay seated, controlled.Always controlled.
Inside, I’m already chasing her.
Chapter forty-six
Olivia
Ipace my room. My heart hammers, my hands shake, and I can’t stop seeing him at that table.
War.
My War.
God, my heart still loves him. I should have expected it, but not like this, not so sharp and sudden. One look and I was back under, drowning in everything I’ve tried to erase by being here.
But all I can see isher.The woman in the photos. The gossip columns. Him withsomeone else.The bile rises, sharp and bitter. I have to ask him. Ineedto ask him.
I reach for the door, ready to demand answers, when a sharp knock rattles it first. My breath hitches. Probably Dean, checking on me.
I pull it open.
Not Dean.
War.
He doesn’t speak. Just looks at me. Three months, and all that heat is still in his eyes. The kind that knows me.Owns me.
