A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 358

KYE

Ava believed me… just as I had hoped. I told myself to keep my distance, the kind that wouldn’t make her guess that I was there for something other than what I had told her. I have to make this look believable. And since it was just two more days before grandma needed the proposal. That was all I needed before she started breathing down my neck again.

The Graham mansion’s doors were wide open again when I got there that evening and I walked through them like I belonged there, ignoring the way every single pair of eyes narrowed on me. They hated me, but there was nothing that they could do about it. At least not yet.

I followed Ava’s up to her room after school, my books tucked under my arms, we were supposed to be studying, but I didn’t need tutoring because my grades were absolutely fine. I’m on top of my class, this is pointless. But she didn’t know that. And she doesn’t have to know. She was sitting beside me on the bed, explaining some chemical formula because she thought she was saving me from flunking chemistry. Yeah right. When in reality, I was saving myself from being away from her.

She sat cross legged on the bed, her hair falling over her shoulders as she flipped through her notes. I tried to keep my focus on the open textbook in front of me, but it was impossible because my eyes kept drifting back to her face. The way her lips moved when she muttered formulas under breath, the faint crease between her brow as when she was fully concentrated and the soft hitch of her breath every time she caught me staring. I’m so drawn to her and I don’t know how to stop or what to do, this isn’t me. What the fuck is going on?

Later on, she asked us to take a break and even went to bring food up. It was some kind of pasta with cheese that smelled way too good for me to pretend that I cared about atoms and electrons. It smells just as nice as her… Kye control yourself, what the hell was that?

I remembered that the control monitor was in the office from the last time that I broke in and I made my way there. I walked into the office, went through the computer, finding the footage and deleting everything from the last hour before I started searching. I need to get this over with.

I searched and searched but there was no proposal, no neatly labeled folders waiting for me. Just stacks of paperwork and lined drawers. I riffled through them, methodical but quick, knowing I had limited time. If the file wasn’t there, this was a total waste of time. Grandma is so going to kill me.