Chapter 135

Tara steadied her nerves as she hid behind the pillar. When did Shawn and Lance arrive? They must have shown up unannounced; otherwise, Soren would have told her in advance. Thankfully, she hadn't walked too far out. So chances were, they hadn't seen her face clearly. Tara hurried back upstairs. Lance didn't remember her, so he wasn't much of a concern. But Shawn, even after losing his memory, knew they had once been involved. She had to avoid running into him. Soren loved her, but it was precisely because he cared so deeply that he couldn't possibly be indifferent to the fact that her ex was one of his friends. If it came to that and he couldn't let go or break up with her, yet also couldn't act like it didn't matter, then not only would he suffer—she, as the one caught in the middle, wouldn't be able to escape either. They would only end up hurting each other. Images flashed through her mind—Soren, dead drunk, slumped over. She stepped forward to check on him, trying to help hi