Chapter 133
Nolan
This is dumb.
Very dumb.
Stupid, even.
I stare at my reflection on the fogged-over shower wall—just a smudged outline of a man who clearly has no dignity left—and shame crawls down my spine.
The tears fall anyway.
At least the shower hides them. At least here, I can pretend it's just the water.
I should be happy.
I am happy.
We're finally back together. Safe. In the same place. With Jack.
But the moment we stepped into that car and I watched Jack fold around Ciel like his entire world was finally returned to him…
The moment I saw the way Ciel melted into his arms, unconscious yet instinctively reaching for him…
Something inside me cracked.
They looked like a painting.
A complete one.
A portrait already finished.
And I—
I felt like a smudge in the corner.
Extra paint the artist forgot to wipe off.
Of course it's obvious.
They're in love.
He's an alpha.
He's an omega.
That bond… you can feel it in the air when they breathe near each other.
