Chapter 137

Marco met Evie’s eyes for a moment, completely unfazed by her surprise.

“Yes, Evelyn. We’re back in Atlanta,” he said, his voice flat, almost casual—like he was commenting on the weather.

She kept staring at him, trying to make sense of it. Her thoughts were racing. Why Atlanta? Why now? Was he taking her to see Jenna? Was this the detour he’d mentioned earlier? And what did any of this have to do