Chapter 92

Even though they weren't doing anything intimate, it still felt like nothing and no one could come between them. Dexter quietly looked away, tilting his head up to the vast sky, muttering under his breath. "Fiona, you're up there watching me, right? Can you see that guy and girl? No matter how many times they split or argue, they just can't stay apart for real. But us... We're truly separated, from two different worlds now. How is that fair?" His fingers clenched tighter around the balcony railing, nails scraping against the metal with a sharp, eerie screech. ***** Downstairs, Fraser opened the car door and looked up at Bellamy. "Third round of competition for the resort project today. Since we're headed to Branwell Group anyway, wanna just come along with me?" Bellamy hesitated for a moment, then nodded. She called the team at Hawkins Corp and instructed them to go straight to Branwell Group with all the files. Fraser glanced at her as she made the call-calm, sharp, and all business.