Chapter 58: Unexpected Encounter–2
The warmth of his touch sent pleasant shivers up my spine. After everything we’d
been through–the failed engagement ceremony, Grace’s k********g, Connor’s injury-
these small moments of normalcy felt precious.
My stomach growled audibly, and Connor laughed. “Someone’s hungry.”
I blushed. “I barely had time for breakfast this morning before rushing to Moonlaw. The case files are piling up.”
We reached the entrance of the restaurant, an old establishment both of us had
frequented since childhood. Despite its unassuming exterior, it was one of Riverdale’s
finest dining spots, and the line of waiting patrons stretched down the block.
Thankfully, I’d had the foresight to reserve a private room. I pulled out my phone to
scan the QR code at the entrance, eager to follow the host inside and finally satisfy
my hunger.
“Liv!”
The desperate, longing voice cut through the evening chatter like a knife. My body
tensed instantly, recognizing it before I even turned around.
I looked back to see Jason Mitchell standing awkwardly beside Ethan Grey, whose
blue eyes were fixed on me with an intensity that made my skin crawl.
Instinctively, I moved closer to Connor, whose body had gone rigid beside me, a protective tension radiating from him.
(Olivia’s POV)
Jason approached first, his smile friendly but uncertain. “Long time no see, Liv. So,
you’re from Riverdale? You never mentioned that before.”
I nodded politely. Unlike many in Ethan’s circle, Jason had always treated me with respect, never looking down on me for my perceived lower status.
“Long time no see,” I replied, deliberately ignoring Ethan’s burning gaze.
(Jason’s POV)
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(Olivia’s POV)
My patience was wearing thin. After a long day at work with barely any food, the last thing I wanted was to deal with Ethan Grey’s desperate attempts to insert himself
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Connor was still recovering, and I needed to get him seated and fed, not standing on the sidewalk confronting my ex.
“You may join, Jason,” I said bluntly, then pointed directly at Ethan. “But he definitely
cannot.”
(Ethan’s POV)
Her rejection cut through me like a silver blade. After weeks of trying to reach her, of planning what I would say when we finally met again, to be dismissed so coldly in front of Connor Rivers was unbearable.
My expression darkened as I stared at her, drinking in the sight of her face even as she looked at me with such indifference. How could she have moved on so completely when I was still drowning in regret?

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