Xavier walked in from outside.
I quickly shut my laptop.
We each had our own studies in this house. In the early days when our love burned hot and bright, we would always be inseperable. But gradually, we'd transformed into something more resembling a boss and employee—returning home after work to continue giving each other the cold shoulder.
"Do you need something?" I looked up at him.
"Do I need a reason to come in?" His voice carried a challenge.
"...No, of course not." When I'm gone, you can come in here and throw a damn party for all I care, I thought bitterly.
Xavier's eyes narrowed suspiciously as he glanced at my computer. He'd noticed how I'd slammed it shut the second he walked in, clearly hiding something from him.
He settled into one of the lounge chairs in my study. "Th
