Chapter 46

Nadia turned around and stared at him. "Callum Ford, what are you doing?" Callum stared at her, the heat of alcohol and fury rolling off him, his breath sharp against her face. "Stay away from Samuel. He's not a good guy." Nadia snorted coldly like he'd just told a joke that didn't land. "And what's that got to do with you? Who I spend time with isn't your business anymore, Mr. Ford." His grip on her wrist tightened, almost to the point of crushing her wrist. "Don't forget what you promised me." The color drained from her face as she recalled what she told him that night. "Don't worry, Mr. Ford. I won't be with anyone. I'll live alone and die alone. Are you happy now?" It had been so final, so cold. And now, the irony felt like a slap to her face. Nadia looked up at him and smiled—a bitter, mocking curve of her lips. "I said I wouldn't marry him, but that doesn't mean I can't date him. Or…" She leaned in, just enough for her breath to ghost against his ear, her voice droppi