His spine stiffened. His chest tightened. Something cold slid down the back of his neck.
He stared straight ahead, jaw clenching as the name echoed in his skull.
But then the door opened.
And the click of her heels hit the floor.
She stepped in.
And their eyes met.
Boom.
The world tilted.
His blood ran hot. His skin froze.
It was her.
She was here.
She hadn’t changed a f*****g bit.
Same calculating stare. Same smirk that curled like she was plotting something. Same confidence that walked into rooms like she already owned everything inside them.
His breath stopped in his throat.
Sky felt the change in him immediately, the sudden stillness, the way his fingers curled around the edge of the table like he was holding on for dear life.
And then.
“Hey, baby boy,” Abigail said,
