Jaxen POV
The two security guards at the door crossed their arms and shut Liliana out like she was nothing.
She was crying hard, face a mess, voice cracking as she kept calling my name.
I didn’t turn around.
What was the point?
The second she opened her mouth years ago, this ending was already written.
I still believed the Ashford family’s slide downhill started with her loose tongue.
Bad luck followed that girl like a scent trail.
I looked at my phone. The screen lit up, went dark, and lit up again.
Same number I’ve had forever.
Scarlett could recite it in her sleep.
Hell, she could probably write it blindfolded.
But the screen stayed empty, no missed calls, no texts, not even one of those random spam messages that usually clog the damn thing.
I knew better than to
