Page 273 of Scars of Trust

But it’s enough.

Because we all know what it cost to get there.

My gaze shifts across the transport—

Landing on Hannah.

She’s seated a few rows down.

Back straight.

Arms crossed.

Not looking at Clay.

Not once.

Yeah.

That’s a lie.

Because I’ve seen her glance over.

More than once.

Checking.

Tracking.

Making sure.

She catches me watching her.

Her expression doesn’t change.

Not even a little.

I almost smirk.

Because she can pretend all she wants—

That’s not just a doctor watching a patient.

Not anymore.

I let it go.

For now.

Because there are other things that matter too.

My gaze shifts again—

Landing on Olivia.

She’s seated beside me.

Quieter than before.