Chapter 29
Brotherhood
(Andy’s POV)
Jay’s apartment was small, cluttered with takeout boxes, and smelled faintly of stale beer and coffee, but it was home—for now. I sat on the worn leather couch, staring out the window at the London skyline, trying to convince myself that leaving Edinburgh was the right thing. My chest felt tight, anger still simmering from the mess with our father, Amit Chahar. He had finally gone too far this time, disowning Jay as if he could just write him off like a bad business decision.
I’d known my father was ruthless. I just didn’t think he’d ever turn that ruthlessness on his own son. But I shouldn’t have been surprised. That was who he was—cold, calculating, incapable of love.
I hated him. I hated everything about him. And there was no way I could just le
