Severing the Bond

Chloe's Pov:

His head lifted slowly from the papers spread across the dining table, brows furrowing as his eyes darted to the document I’d slid toward him.

“What’s this?” His voice carried confusion, but I caught the flicker of something else in his gaze—questions, maybe hesitation .

I bit back a scoff. “Like you can’t read.” My voice came out low, bitter. I rolled my eyes, not trusting myself to