Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 71

“Of course it is.”

The drive to the airstrip was quiet.

I didn’t take calls.

Didn’t check emails.

Which is unusual for me.

But my mind was… busy enough.

Lydia.

Her face in that file.

Not the girl I remembered.

Not exactly.

Sharper.

Calmer.

Like someone who had rebuilt herself piece by piece and didn’t owe anyone an explanation for it.

I stared out the window.

Five years.

What had she done in those five years?

How did she get here?

How did I not know?

And then the question I didn’t want to ask.

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Did she ever think about me?

Neaned back slightly in the seat.

Shook my head once.

Irrelevant.

That’s what I told myself.

Didn’t stick.

The jet was already prepped when we arrived.

Of course it was.

Everything about my life is… efficient.

Predictable.

Controlled.

Except this.

The stairs were down.

Crew already in position.

“Good afternoon, sir,” one of them said.

I nodded and stepped on without slowing down.

If she had looked at a city like this when she left:

If she felt anything close to what I was feeling now.

Probably not.

She had reasons.

I didn’t.

Mid-flight, I tried to work.

Opened my laptop.

Pulled up documents.

Closed it again five minutes later.

Useless.

Every time I tried to focus, my mind went back to the same place.

Her.

The last time I saw her.

The way she left.

The silence after.

And now this.

Her name.

Her face.