Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Chapter 208.

Anything happens, you call," he says quietly.

"I will," I repeat.

Caleb pulls me into a hug after that.

"Don’t try to handle everything alone," he adds.

I nod against him.

Then Lucas he steps forward and pulls me into a hug that’s a little tighter than the others.

"Don’t let anyone mess with your head," he mutters.

I close my eyes for a second.

"I won’t." I whisper as we pull apart slowly and just like that....It’s done.

Lucas turns, already slipping into action mode.

"I’m sending security with you," he says.

I open my mouth to argue....Then close it because this isn’t something I can fight him on.

"I don’t want a repeat of last time," he adds.

I nod.

"Okay."

Within minutes, everything is set....protection probably more than I need but I don’t complain.

I glance behind me one last time and get into the car...,heading straight back to the one place I’m not sure I’m ready for... but I know I can’t avoid anymore.

The entire ride there, my stomach doesn’t settle once.

Every turn the car takes feels like it’s bringing me closer to something I’m not ready for. My fingers stay laced together in my lap, squeezing and unsqueezing without me even realizing it and by the time the gates come into view, my chest is already too tight.

Home.

I swallow I don’t even know if I can call it that right now.

The car comes to a stop and one of Lucas’ men steps out first, scanning the surroundings like I might get snatched again.

I don’t wait for anyone to open my door, I just push it open myself and step out.

Everything feeling strange and familiar at the same ti time.

I wrap my arms around myself briefly before dropping them again.

"Ma’am," one of the guards says quietly behind me.

"I’m fine," I mutter, even though I’m not.

I walk toward the entrance slowly, each step heavier than the last.

And the entire time, one thought keeps looping in my head... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Please don’t be home.

I’m not ready....I’m not ready to see him, not after yesterday, nor after what he said, not after what I didn’t say.

I reach the door and pause for a split second, then I push it open.

The house is quiet when I come in and my shoulders loosen just a little.

Maybe he’s not here, maaybe I have time to just... breathe. To settle and to exist in the space without everything hitting me at once.

I step inside fully, closing the door behind me softly.

And then..... i walk straight into him, I didn’t even see him coming.

One second I’m stepping forward, the next I collide into something solid and warm and...i gasp, stumbling back a little.

"Oh...."

My eyes snap up.

Zane....he is right in front of me.

So close I can see the faint shadow of exhaustion under his eyes. The slight tightness in his posture like his body still hasn’t fully recovered.

My heart jumps straight into my throat.

"Sorry," I blurt out immediately, instinct kicking in. "I didn’t....I wasn’t looking...."

God. Why am I rambling?

I straighten quickly, smoothing my hands over my clothes like that’s going to fix anything.

"Hi," I add, quieter this time. "Good... good afternoon."

It feels awkward and too formal, like we’re strangers and for some reason that alone makes something twist painfully in my chest.

He doesn’t say anything, not even a sound.

He just looks at me, briefly then he walks past me, like I’m not even there, like I didn’t just spea to him, like Im not standing right in front of him.

My breath catches as I turn slightly, watching him as he moves toward the door.

"Zane....," I start.

He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down,doesn’t even acknowledge that I spoke.

The door opens, then closes behind him.

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