From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 454

Chapter 454

The room was quiet, filled with the low, steady hum of machines keeping him alive. He lay still, impossibly calm, chest rising

beneath the thin blanket.

I crossed to him, my chest aching

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“I’m here,” I whispered, taking his hand. “I hate this place. I hate being here without you.”

I leaned down, pressing my forehead briefly to his. “They’re trying to break me, Roman. They think they can scare me into giving in. But 1 won’t let them. I won’t let them take you away from me. Or our baby.”

My throat tightened.

“I just need you to wake up now,” I murmured. “Please. I’m begging you. Wake up.”

I stayed with him a while longer before finally pulling myself away.

When I left the room, I asked for directions to the dining room as I passed maids in the halls. Each one pointed me the right way, eyes lowered, voices hushed.

By the time I reached the dining room doors, my stomach was knotted tight.

Two guards flanked the entrance. I took a deep breath and pushed the doors open.

Conversation paused.

At the table, already seated, was the lean man from the courtyard. The one riding the horse earlier. He was seated on the left beside Ramsey. And I immediately figured out who he was.

Randall. I knew it instantly.

He sat beside Ramsey and Rosie, relaxed now, fully dressed, expression angry still. My gaze flicked instinctively to the right.

Ryan sat there. My pulse spiked.

But thankfully, he didn’t even look up once from his tablet. He didn’t pay me any attention.

Beside him was Reese then next to Reese was Alex. Then there was an empty seat in between Alex and River.

Alex raised a hand excitedly, wiggling his fingers in a wave. “Hi, there! Sleep well?” He said loudly.

1 swallowed. Then nodded stiffly. “Yes. I did.”

I moved toward an empty seat near Ramsey, but paused halfway.

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“Where’s Riley?” La

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She wasn’t at the table. Riley wasn’t here.

Ramsey was the one who answered. “Riley can’t make it to breakfast anymore. She’s busy with her classes.”

My heart dropped.

“Sir added two more languages to her six–language course for her to perfect. Arabic and Japanese.” He said, looking down. “She’s also learning how to play the violin and the saxophone.”

“What?!” I screamed. “That’s too much.”

“I did try to warn her yesterday.” Rosie chuckled, cutting into the conversation. “Actions do have consequences. Including harmless

gossip.”

I glared at her. “I wasn’t talking to you, Missy. Stay out of this.”

She arched a brow in surprise.

I moved to sit beside Ramsey and find out from him. But the lean man with the goatee sure had other plans.

“Hey, you.” He said. “To the right.”

I paused. “Excuse you?”

“Instructions,” he murmured. “Right side. Now.”

“Why?” I asked, defiant. “I sat here last night.”

“You don’t want to sit with me?” Alex faked hurt. “I’m wounded. I thought we connected last night.”

“Move over to the other side, lady. You’ve already done enough already.” He spoke again.

“Come sit with us here, Savannah.” Reese called out to me.

So I crossed the room and sat between Alex and River, with Reese nearby.

“Good morning.” River said cheerfully, smiling.

I replied. “I’m so sorry that I wasn’t able to thank you for the clothes last night.”

She smiled. “You’re welcome.”

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“And for this morning too-” I began, but she cut me off.

“Oh. That wasn’t me.” She assessed me. “These don’t belong to me.”

Huh?

I blinked. “Then who sent the clothes this morning?”

River shrugged. “I don’t know.”

The hairs on the back of my neck rose. I slowly turned, feeling a pair of eyes on me. And sure enough someone was looking at me.

Randall.

Or rather, Randall was looking at… my body. How the dress fits my body. Especially how the neckline dipped, showing a little cleavage.

My stomach twisted in disgust. I know that look.

The large doors opened, tearing my mind away and eyes away from Randall.

Reginald walked in.

The table soon settled into an uneasy rhythm–cutlery clinking, quiet murmurs, eyes watching. His eyes.

I kept my gaze on my plate, painfully aware of the people around me, the power in the room, and the thin line I was walking.

This house wasn’t just dangerous. It was watching me. And I had a feeling it already knew exactly how to break me.

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