Chapter 137. Spat!!!

June POV

I push the door open, and the familiar scent of the house hits me—but it doesn’t feel like home right now. My mind is a storm, each thought so loud I can’t take it anymore.

Why did he have to ruin it like that?

Why confess—only to tell me to quit?

It should’ve been perfect. It could’ve been perfect.

But now all I can think about is the way he said it—calm, almost pleading. As if loving me was a mistake he needed to fix.

My chest twists painfully.

The internship is the only thing I’ve worked so hard for. The one thing I thought I had going right. Why would he ask me to throw it away?

I didn’t even get to ask him what he meant before Natalya walked in. And the way she looked at us—like she doesn’t know a thing.

Oh, God. Maybe she does know, and that’s why Hermes said what he said. Maybe me mentioning his name in the cafeteria put everything at risk.

My hand flies to my chest, pressing against the ache growing