Chapter 145

"Why wouldn't I be? What is wrong, Ames? Where did your bright smile go? What are you thinking?" Linc pulls my chin up with a gentle finger, he looks intently into my eyes.

"The name, Beau. It brought back the memory of Arthur Beau and all that mess. He is here too. Somewhere in this city." I whisper. Hating the fact that I might never truly be free of Kathryn and her long reaching influence. She managed to sink her claws into my dream city too. Moving here without even telling me. Falling in love here. Dying here. All that waste and toxin.

Linc must hate Paris. Oh God. And yet he brought me here because he knows it is something I want. How selfless can one person be?

"Oh. Yeah. He is. Don't worry about all that, Ames. We will definitely not run into him if that is something you are worried about." Linc says reassuredly, his thumb on my cheek caresses a light pattern and I close my eyes for a second to soak it in.

"That is not what I am worried about. You hate Paris