No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 635

Chapter 635 A Face in the Wind

It made sense. Amelia understood it perfectly. And yet something small and sharp caught in her chest anyway, a feeling she couldn’t quite name.

That boy on the pitch, all sweat and motion and unguarded brightness. The years that Phoebe had spent maneuvering her way into his periphery. All of it belonged to a part of his life that had happened without her, a whole stretch of time she’d had no place in.

She was like a clumsy archaeologist standing in front of a faded photograph, catching only a corner of something much larger, and knowing the rest of it was gone.

The lightness she’d felt all morning had gone a little flat.

Let’s go somewhere else,” she said. Her voice came out quieter than usual.

Mason noticed. He didn’t ask. He looked at her for a moment, then wrapped his hand around her fingers. which had gone cool, and said simply, “Okay.”

He checked his watch. “It’s almost lunch. There’s a place nearby I think you’d like.”

Something about the quietness of it, the way he didn’t push, settled the feeling a little. She nodded and let him lead her out of the campus and away from all that old light.

The restaurant was tucked into a narrow side when they’ve been doing the same

street, small and unhurried, warm in the way that places are thing well for a long time. They ate without much conversation.

Mason didn’t try to fill the silence. He

being asked, and took care of her in ut her steak for her, picked the carrots out of the side dish without

the wordless way he had that she was still getting used to.

By the end of the meal she was herself again.

The car pulled back out into the city. The fog had thinned since morning, and the

laying a hazy gold edge alone

This

the rooftops.

sun

ing an effort.

time, the car headed toward the center, toward Moons Chue, wide and busy, its storefronts lining

both sides with no apology for their beauty.

Mason parked along the curb. Amelia looked

at the crowds and the window displays and felt her mood

Send reached for the door.

lift the rest of the way. She unclipped he, e

Then the sound hit her.

A roar of an engine, huge and close, coming fast from somewhere behind them and closing in.

Amelia turned instinctively and caught a flash of hot pink, a convertible sports car blowing past at a speed- that had no business on a street this busy. The wake of it rocked the air.

The speed was reckless, startling even by the standards of a busy street, Amelia’s brow drew together, her eyes lingering on the car for a moment before it disappeared.

And in the single second it took to pass, she saw the driver’s profile. A wave of deep wine-red hair whipping loose in the wind. Large sunglasses taking up most of her face, leaving only a sharp jawline and a red mouth

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Chapter 635 A Face in the Wind

visible.

That profile… She almost couldn’t finish the thought. It looked like Hannah.

She shook her head immediately. That wasn’t possible.

Hannah had been sent to Porteria by Ethan, and whatever freedom that looked like on the surface, her movements were being closely monitored.

A woman in that situation didn’t just appear on the other side of the world behind the wheel of an expensive convertible.

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