Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 195

Nannie inched even closer to Kent, her cheeks flushed, heat radiating from her skin. Her eyes were glassy, unfocused, as if she were seeing him through a haze.

She stared at his mouth, lips parting slightly, intent on kissing him—just taking what she wanted, without hesitation.

But as their faces nearly touched, Kent simply watched her, his expression cold and impassive.

He narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint of mockery flickering across his features.

Without warning, Kent shoved her away—hard. There was nothing gentle about it, no trace of tenderness. The force he used was rough, almost brutal.

A faint, unnatural flush colored his own cheeks, but even so, Kent kept his composure. Looking down at Nannie, his eyes narrowed dangerously, a warning lurking in their depths.

“Nannie,” he said quietly, the words laced with biting sarcasm, “you’re truly hopeless.”

He stared at her, unblinking, his gaze icy and unwavering.

Nannie landed hard on the marble tiles. The chill of the floor seeped straight into her skin, cooling her body and dulling the feverish heat that had clouded her a moment before.

She looked up at Kent, her limbs twisting awkwardly as she struggled to move.

“Kent, why...” she began, her voice trembling as she fought to push herself upright. She managed to get to her feet and took a shaky step toward him, reaching out, desperate for any contact.

But before she could even graze his shirt, Kent recoiled sharply, putting more distance between them.

His face was closed off, indifferent, as if he were staring straight through a stranger. “Once you leave the country, Lester will oversee your treatment. You’re not to return to the city unless I say so.”

“Why?!” Nannie’s voice rose, shrill and cracking. For a second she seemed lucid—then the hysteria returned, fiercer than before. “Kent, this is my home too! This city is where I was born and raised. Who are you to make that decision for me?”

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