From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 479

Chapter 479

Chapter 272: Aren’t They Beautiful?

Savannah

Between the rushing murmur of the water fountain and the soft

chirping of birds hidden somewhere in the hedges, my mind refused

to be still.

Reese’s words replayed themselves over and over again, as relentless

as the water spilling endlessly over stone.

At first, when he’d said it, it had been… awkward. Not just awkward

but also jarring.

The way he’d said it, with absolutely no filter, no warning, no attempt

to soften the blow. Just blunt honesty delivered like a punch to the

chest. I wasn’t used to that kind of transparency,

Roman had always been sort of careful with his words. Strategic.

Calculated.

Reese wasn’t. He just said things as they were.

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And unfortunately, my mind had done what it did best when

presented with uncomfortable information–it filled in the blanks.

Very vivid blanks.

Images I absolutely did not ask for. Images involving Reese and Lizzie

in very compromising positions that would probably haunt me for the

rest of my natural life.

Fantastic. Thanks a lot, Reese.

I exhaled slowly, rubbing my temples as I sat on the stone edge

bordering the rose garden fountain. The air smelled faintly sweet, like

damp petals and fresh earth, but even that couldn’t ground me

properly.

Because the truth was–Reese’s words hadn’t been what stuck with

me the most.

Roman had.

Lately, everything circled back to him.

Not just Roman as my fiancé. Or Roman as the man lying unconscious

in that bed upstairs. But Roman as a brother. As a son.

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As part of a family I’d been conditioned–almost unknowingly–to

detest.

For the longest time, I’d believed his siblings were manipulative.

Cold. Scheming. Almost villainous. Roman had never actually

outrightly said it, but the implication had always been there, lurking

beneath his stories and warnings.

Now I knew better. They weren’t bad people. They weren’t evil. If

anything, they were some of the nicest people I’d ever met.

And that realization came with its own quiet ache.

Reese, especially, was living proof that looks could be deceiving. On

the surface, he looked like trouble–dark clothes, sharp edges and

that permanent scowl he had on nowadays that made him look

perpetually annoyed with the world.

But beneath all of that was a good heart. A loyal heart. One that beat

fiercely for his brother.

Almost to a fault.

I felt a pang of guilt settle deep in my chest. I hadn’t been fair to him.

I’d judged him based on Roman’s stories. On whispers. On half–truths that I now knew had been carefully curated by Reginald himself.

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Lies meant to divide brothers and turn siblings against each other.

Lies meant to rot this family from the inside out.

Reese deserved an apology. He really did.

But sometimes, apologies reopened wounds that had already started

to scar. We’d managed–somehow–to move past the tension, to build

a fragile kind of understanding. Dragging up the past might only

remind him of how poorly I’d treated him.

Maybe letting sleeping dogs lie was the kinder choice.

My gaze drifted across the garden, landing on River. She was standing a few steps away, hands clasped in front of her, watching the water

dance in the fountain with a peaceful expression.

River was… gentle. That was the only word that truly fit her.

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