Colby’s face was a mask of indifference as he spoke in a calm, almost detached voice, “I’ve got nothing to explain.”
“Fine!”
Odie turned to Griffin, his voice sharp, “You hear that? After all these years, it’s done. The last time I helped you was the last time. From now on, you walk your path, and I’ll walk mine. Today marks the end of the road for the three of us. Once we wrap things up here, I’m heading back to Summerfield. Whoever tries to reach out first is the loser.”
Odie scooped up the tie from the ground and stormed out of the Burke Estate without a backward glance.
Sophie wanted to step in and explain, but Colby grabbed her wrist, gently shaking his head. He didn’t want to explain. The past was just that—the past. He wanted to keep Griffin and Odie out of what was coming next.
“Colby, some things need to be cleared up,” Sophie said softly. “You can’t just decide to end relationships on your own.”
She gently patted the back of Colby’s hand. With his eyes cast down, Colby silently let go of her hand. Sophie dashed out. She knew Colby wasn’t one to mince words. He did what he did and never felt the need to explain himself. If he wouldn’t explain, she’d do it for him.
Outside the Burke Estate, Odie was already in his sports car. Just as he was about to hit the gas, Sophie ran up, causing Odie to slam on the brakes.
Seeing this, Odie quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, flung open the car door, and approached with a dark scowl, “Sophie! Are you crazy? Who told you to run out in front of a car like that?”
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