“I heard there’s a professional racing circuit out near the outskirts of the city. A lot of pro drivers train there — the facilities are amazing…”
He glanced at me from the corner of his eye.
I kept my Bluetooth earpiece in and didn’t respond.
He raised his voice, irritated.
“Training there would help a lot. Ruby wants to move near there to train long term. What do you think — should we move closer?”
I didn’t even look at him.
“Mm.”
Nathan’s temper flared.
“Stella, I’m trying to talk to you about our future!”
I turned my head slowly, meeting his sleep-deprived, booze-worn face.
“Done talking?”
Nathan deflated like a punctured balloon, rolling his eyes.
“Forget it. Talking to you is like talking to a wall.”
The cold wind seeped through the crack in the car window, making the pain in my right hand even sharper.
“Nathan, about the condo… are you hiding something from me?”
I wanted to give him one last chance to be honest.
His gaze flickered, but he quickly masked it with false calm.
“No, the condo’s fine.”
My heart sank into an icy abyss.
Even now, he couldn’t give me a single honest word.
After picking up the rings, Nathan wanted to stop by the downtown shopping district.