She smiled at her grandmother. "That’s right. You’ll have to help me with my kids in the future, though I have no idea who their father will be."
Walker Grant’s expression darkened.
A look of understanding flashed in the old woman’s eyes. She smiled but said nothing more.
Chloe Reed wanted to stay the night, but Walker Grant kept watching her with a grim look in his eyes.
She furrowed her brow slightly, afraid he might say something he shouldn’t. "Grandma, it’s getting late," she said. "We should be going."
But the old woman took her by the hand, led her straight into the study, and asked in a hushed voice, "Chloe, what’s going on? Aren’t you two getting a divorce?"
Chloe Reed’s eyes flickered. "We are," she said. "It’s just... something came up that hasn’t been resolved yet. Once it’s completely settled, there’ll be nothing left between us."
"But from the way Walker is acting," the old woman said, "it looks like he’s regretting it, doesn’t it?"
Chloe Reed gave a small smile. "He won’t. He’s just joking with you. He cares immensely about his older brother’s children. Have you forgotten? He had a vasectomy."
Upon hearing this, the old woman’s expression soured. "He really doesn’t have his priorities straight. Sacrificing his own family for someone else’s kids... I still support your decision to divorce. I think Preston is a good man. It’s just a shame he’s not your type."
Chloe Reed said, "Okay, let’s not dwell on it. I’ll come over tomorrow and take you to the hospital."
"Alright, good."
...
As they emerged from the apartment building, the light from the streetlamps cast long shadows behind them.
Chloe Reed walked behind him, intentionally keeping some distance between them.
"Chloe?"
Just then, Preston Vance’s voice called out. He was holding a leash and walking his dog.
"Preston."
Chloe Reed’s eyes flickered for a moment, but she still managed a gentle greeting.
Preston Vance walked over. His eyes flickered as he took in the sight of them walking together. "Here to see your grandmother?" he asked.
"Yes, I am," Chloe Reed nodded.
Preston Vance asked again, "How’s your grandmother doing?"
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