"My feelings are my problem. I will deal with them, and I won't ever put you in a tough spot."
He said it so calmly.
But it was heavier than the most dramatic confession.
Clutching the strap of her bag, Wren whispered, "Harrison, right now, I..."
"I know." He cut her off with an easy smile. "Right now, you just want to move forward."
He finally turned his head to look at her.
"So keep moving forward."
Wren's eyes grew hot.
She nodded once, pushed the door open, and stepped out into the rain.
Even after the door shut, Harrison didn't pull away.
He watched her walk into the building, keeping his eyes on the glass doors until she completely disappeared from view.
Then, he pulled out his phone and dialed Lawrence's number.
He picked up on the second ring.
Lawrence's voice was pure ice. "Where are you?"
Harrison watched the wipers drag across the windshield, his tone equally glacial.
"I just dropped Wren off at her place."
Dead silence on the other end.
When Lawrence finally spoke, his voice was dangerously low.
"Harrison, you've crossed a line."
Harrison laughed.
"I crossed a line?"
There wasn't a trace of humor in his eyes.
"Lawrence, you parade her stepsister around as Mrs. Langford, you let her family bully her into giving up everything, and you use her own son against her. And you have the nerve to tell me I crossed a line?"
"This is between my wife and me," Lawrence hissed.
"Then start acting like a husband," Harrison shot back. "Don't wait until she never looks back to suddenly remember you have a wife."
Lawrence went quiet for a second before letting out a dark scoff.
"What exactly did she tell you?"
"She didn't tell me a damn thing."
Harrison stared up at a specific lit window on the apartment building.
"She just cried."
The line went completely dead.
Harrison lowered his voice to a lethal pitch.


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