Chapter 149

Calliope. She wasn't the first person he'd ever dragged out of a fire, but she was the only one who lingered in his mind like the smoke of that night. He'd barged into that smoke-filled bar and spotted her huddled in a corner right away. Her ankle was messed up-definitely couldn't walk-but those bright, stubborn eyes stared straight into the flames, like she wasn't scared at all. Just like his second brother back then. Same look. When he carried her out, there was this weird flash in his head. For a split second, it felt like he was rescuing his blood-soaked brother all over again, back when he was eighteen. Like some kind of pointless, too-late redemption. That's probably why, when Olivia sent him her picture, he recognized her the second he saw it. So yeah, he ditched the college girl his family had lined up for him and ended up choosing Calliope instead-don't even know what pushed him to do that. What he didn't expect was that the woman who'd cracked something open in his chest... h