Chapter One Hundred And Nine
Venessa’s pov
The town felt much smaller and a lot warmer than I remembered from my younger days. The old buildings looked closer together, and the small streets felt cozy. Khalid and I walked hand in hand down the very quiet streets, watching the bright afternoon sun cast long, dark shadows across the concrete pavement. He had been incredibly quiet ever since our little encounter with Lucas a few minutes ago, and his grip on my hand was very firm, tight, and possessive. I could practically feel the deep jealousy still simmering just beneath his skin, making his muscles tight and his stride stiff. It was clear that he was still thinking about the other man, and it made him want to keep me as close to his side as possible.
We stopped walking when we reached
