You Don't Know?

Chapter 290: You Don't Know? Roman I hadn’t expected Savannah to come back. Not to the room. Not to the bed. Not to me. The moment I walked out of Reese’s room and shut that door behind me, something in my chest had already known how the night would end— alone, awake, and staring at the ceiling while the echo of her words replayed over and over in my head like a punishment I couldn’t switch off. So I didn’t wait for her. I didn’t even lie down properly. I just sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, elbows on my knees, hands clasped together, staring at nothing. At some point, I leaned back against the headboard. At some point, the darkness outside the windows softened into gray. At some point, morning arrived. I never slept. My mind refused to quiet. Every time my thoughts began to dull, her voice cut through again. Pick. A. Side. The word felt like a blade pressed slowly against bone. I still couldn’t believe she had said it. Savannah— my Savannah — the woman who had stoo