Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Keane

I watch Haydn Wesford leave the room. He wants me out? Hey, I want the fuck out of here too, but you know what? I’m taking her with me.

If I’m piecing together everything people have been saying, she’s mine. So no, he can’t have her and I’ll fucking leave sooner than later so that he won’t even get used to me. And when I do go, I’m taking Ophelia with me.

Mine.

Not his, but mine.