Chapter 107

SEBASTIAN

From where I sat, the glow from the rooftop restaurant looked like the kind of place where people went to fall in love. Or confess it.

I hated that I even knew that. Hated that I’d driven all the way here just to watch them. Dahlia and Adrian.

Beside me, Diego shifted for what must’ve been the hundredth time. “You realize this is insane, right?”

I ignored him, eyes fixed on the glass panels above. Through them, I could see silhouettes — one of them hers. Even from here, even through tinted glass and distance, I knew the way she moved. The tilt of her head, the way she crossed her arms when she was uncomfortable. I knew it all too damn well.

“Sebastian,” Diego said again, louder this time. “You shouldn’t be here.”

I said nothing. My hand was clenched around the steering wheel, thumb tapping absently against the leather.

He sighed. “Man, listen. I get it. You care about her. What am I saying? You’re in loe with her. But she’s with s