Juniper took another long sip of her wine. Across from her, Denzel watched her as a dozen different thoughts crossed his mind.
"He told me he found a mate already. A second-chance mate," she whispered. "She’s quite nice to him. Unlike me."
"June," Denzel began, leaning back in his chair. He watched her for a moment before continuing. "You were also nice to him. Not every memory was bad. But the two of you weren’t fit for each other. That’s what I believe when relationships fall apart. It isn’t always about who is ’nice’ or ’mean.’"
"Has it happened to yours?" Juniper asked, her voice quiet.
"Not to me. But my parents," Denzel stated. "They still meet because of me, but they moved on with separate partners after their divorce when I was twelve. You can’t blame yourself for the rest of your life, June. Maybe it was destined to happen, a lesson you needed to learn for yourself."
He reached for his own glass. "Sometimes things have to break so you can see what they were actually made of."
Juniper couldn’t agree more with his words, but she simply nodded and resumed eating in silence. Denzel followed her lead, picking up his fork and finishing his meal. Once the plates were empty, Juniper reached for them, but he gently blocked her hand.
"Go upstairs and rest," he told her firmly, already moving toward the sink.
Juniper lingered for a moment, watching his back as the water started running, before finally walking out of his sight. She headed to the bedroom upstairs and spent a few minutes in the washroom brushing her teeth.
When she returned to the room, she slumped onto the mattress, the soft sheets a welcome relief.
’He is right, June. We weren’t fit for Dominick and Black,’ Kelly’s voice drifted through her mind, sounding more certain than before. ’That’s why he severed the bond completely, including the memories. If we keep lingering in them, we won’t find joy in anything.’
’I agree,’ Juniper answered back. ’I’ll throw the memories of him into a bin, then. From now on, I’ll do what gives me joy. And I won’t repeat the mistakes I made in the past.’
She heard a knock on the door and jumped up to sit.
"Yes?"
"If you need a friend, you can always call me. I know how it feels like to be alone," Denzel said from the doorway, his hands inside the pocket of his trousers.
"Sure," Juniper said and passed a smile to him.
~~~~~
Gabriel flipped through the pages of the project file, the one that had been on hiatus while he was away from San Ravendale. The details were dense, but seeing the progress felt like reclaiming his place in the city. He finally yawned, closing the folder and setting it on the bedside table.
He turned his gaze toward Amelie and Noah. Seeing them sleeping peacefully, the tension he’d been carrying since his return finally began to dissipate.


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