Chapter 690

Steven slumped onto the sofa, his entire body drained of strength. He stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes bloodshot. The thing he had feared the most had come true: Zane had been in love with Annalise all along. This meant that Steven never stood a chance. Tears rolled down Steven's face. How had he not seen it? How had he not realized that someone had been watching Annalise with quiet, unrelenting determination? If Steven had noticed it earlier, would it have made a difference? Would he have realized that Annalise was not some possession that only he could claim? That even without him, she was wanted, and that leaving him hadn't left her alone? Would that sense of urgency have made him cherish her? Would Steven have chosen to settle down, to give up his reckless ways and love Annalise the way she deserved? Regret clawed at Steven, but what baffled him the most was Zane's patience. How had he endured it for so many years? How could he have known that Annalise was married—that