Chapter 138 The Game Of Jealousy

• Outside Emily’s cabin, the stars blinked above, indifferent to the weight thickening between the two men.
• Charles leaned against the cold concrete wall, the dim light from the streetlamp casting a sharp shadow across his face. Smoke curled from his lips as he took a long drag from his cigarette, then released it slowly into the night air, savoring the silence.
• “So,” Charles asked casually, his voice low, “do you like her?”