The Real Reason

NOLAN’S POV

Freedom. That was the first thing I felt as I stepped out of the car. Not relief. Not satisfaction. Not even victory.

Freedom.

Like something that had been tightening around my chest for months had finally loosened. Like I could finally breathe again without watching my back every second.

Sloane was out of the picture. My father’s plans? Crumbling. The pressure that had been building q