From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 436

Chapter 436

:

The name meant nothing to me. And yet, the damage she’d apparently caused felt deeply personal.

How could someone I’d never met spread such harmful rumors about me? How had lies taken root so easily in this family, blooming

unchecked while truth withered?

Unacceptable didn’t even begin to cover it.

“Ramsey,” I said carefully.

“Yes, ma’am?” He responded instantly.

I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me. “Please call me Savannah. My name is Savannah.”

For a moment, he didn’t move.

Then I saw it–the way his shoulders tensed, how his hands curled faintly at his sides like he was physically restraining himself.

“No,” he said softly. “I mustn’t.”

I frowned. “Why not?”

“I… don’t know how my big brother, Roman or Sir would feel about that.”

“Sir?” I echoed. “You mean your father? The General?”

He nodded. “Yes, ma’am. Sir wouldn’t be too happy with that.”

“And why is that?” I pressed. “I don’t think they’d care what you call me.”

His hands balled into fists. I could see the effort it took for him to speak next, like forcing words past an invisible barrier.

“Well… you see,

I’m-”

“Ramsey.”

91

The interruption came from the left.

Both of us turned as Reese walked in, a bag slung over his shoulder. Relief washed over me at the sight of a familiar face around here, but

what happened next caught me completely off guard.

Ramsey lit up instantly like a child spotting a favorite person in a crowded room, he rushed over and wrapped Reese in a tight hug, nearly

tackling him with the force of it.

“Brother!” he exclaimed. “You came back! I missed you so much!”

Reese laughed, genuine and warm, as he hugged him back just as tightly. “I missed you too, Ramsey.”

The sight softened something in my chest I hadn’t realized was clenched.

Ramsey pulled back, possibly grinning. He hooked his thumb over his shoulder, pointing at me. “I was chatting with ma’am, and she’s really very kind. Not like what they’ve been saying. She’s been wonderful to me for the past-” He glanced at his watch. “Four minutes and thirty–eight seconds.”

My jaw dropped. Who calculated time like that?

Reese shot me a brief glance, amusement flickering in his eyes before he turned back to his brother. “Alright, Ramsey. Give Savannah and me a moment to talk. I’ll find you later at dinner.”

“Sure!” Ramsey said brightly. “Goodbye, ma’am. It was nice talking with you.”

“Likewise,” I replied, smiling even though his back was already turned.

“Don’t forget me,” he called over his shoulder. “The name’s Ramsey. Ramsey Reed!”

Ramsey Reed Blackwood.

Something in my chest tightened. It echoed what he’d said earlier.

I’m kind of… forgotten around here.

“I won’t forget,” I said quietly.

He paused, just for a second. Then I guess he smiled wider. “Thank you, ma’am.”

And he walked away–careful not to turn back, not even once. Only later did I realize he’d made a conscious effort not to look at me again while I stood there in nothing but a towel.

Reese closed the door behind him after walking into the bedroom.

“Here,” he said, handing me the bag. “I hope they fit. I borrowed them from River. She was more than happy to help.”

“Thank you,” I said sincerely. “Please remind me to thank her.”

“I will.” He gestured to the bed. “May I sit?”

:

I groaned softly and slapped my forehead. “Yes–sorry. Please.”

As he sat, I pointed toward the bathroom. “I’ll go change.”

He nodded, eyes politely averted. “Sure. I’ll wait here.”

At the door, I hesitated. “And… Reese?”

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify