Chapter 102
~ Navine ~
Jackson and Yvonne returned to the mansion shortly after I'd thrown my glass against the wall. I heard the car pull up, heard their footsteps, heard Yvonne's voice saying something about being exhausted from the evening.
I stayed in the bar, nursing a fresh bourbon, surrounded by the evidence of my breakdown — glass shards still scattered across the floor, the dark stain of alcohol running down the expensive wallpaper. I should probably clean it up before anyone saw. Before I had to explain what had happened.
But I couldn't bring myself to move. Couldn't bring myself to care about the mess or what it revealed about my state of mind.
Jackson came straight to the bar. I heard his footsteps faster than usual, more urgent — before I saw him appear in the doorway. He
