Austin’s POV

A few days had passed since I last spoke to Justine, yet his behavior still gnawed at me. I couldn’t accept how easily he dismissed me—how he just walked away like I was nothing. So I decided to return to him. Maybe he’d finally come to his senses.

At the precinct....

“I want to talk to Justine,” I told the officer who greeted me, my voice firm.

They already knew me there, so entering wasn’t a problem.

“This way, sir,” he said, leading me through the ...