It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Greyson felt a sting at the sight of that smile.

“Why is it so important?” He started to press her, but Sylvia let out another pained whimper and clutched his sleeve.

“Grey… please, let’s just go… I’m so scared…”

Greyson took one last glance at Allison standing by the shoulder of the road before finally hitting the gas.

The black Audi sped away, leaving Allison behind in a cloud of exhaust.

This book had been added on your bookshelf.

Allison stood by the roadside, rubbing the ring gently between her fingers.

She, Greyson, and Sylvia had grown up together in the same place. She had always loved Greyson, but Greyson had only ever had eyes for Sylvia.

After that, Sylvia married Greyson’s brother-in-arms, Carson Mackeridge. After Carson was killed in the line of duty, Sylvia

returned home as a widow, becoming the fragile, delicate flower that everyone felt the need to protect.

Greyson doted on Sylvia, driven by both a sense of duty and his own personal affection for her.

He had only married Allison because of the pressure his father put on him from his deathbed.

For the first three years of their marriage, she had given him everything, believing she could eventually thaw his cold heart.

That was until two weeks ago, when the debris flow hit without warning.

She and Sylvia were trapped at the same time.

As the commander of the rescue team, Greyson didn’t hesitate-he rushed to Sylvia first.

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