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I turn to find Kat leaning against the doorframe. Her expression is questioning.

When I don’t say anything, she pushes off and walks further into the room, looking around herself.

“This was the house we designed in my notebook that weekend.”

I smile, my chest feeling lighter than it has in years.

“It is,” I say, my heart rate picking up.

She remembered.

Will this freak her out?

It was the weekend everyone was away, or so I’d thought. We spent our days making love, snuggled beneath my duvet, only getting up to eat, before falling back into each other’s arms.

We’d discussed plans for our future that weekend. It was when I’d told Kat that once we graduated, we could shout our relationship from the rooftop, but it was too risky beforehand, unsure how Elijah and the rest of her family would take it.

We spent hours planning out our future home. Discussed the must-haves, nice to haves, and definitely nots.

I’d wanted the dressing room and en-suite, and Kat had wanted a music room with her own Steinway.

I watch as her memory kicks in.

CHAPTER 58

KAT

My brows knit together.

Our house. Jax built our house.

What does that mean?

He steps forward and takes my hand, leading me upstairs. At the top of the stairs we turn left. I can see his lines on the paper, as if it were yesterday.

We make our way to the end of the corridor. To our bedroom. Stopping outside the door.

I look up at Jax, his eyes sparkling.

He throws open the door and pulls me gently inside.

I gasp and choke on a sob.

“Yes, this is the house we designed. I had to make a few adjustments to fit with planning stipulations, but as a whole. It’s the same.”

I step further into the room, my hand clasping my chain.

My eyes pop, my nerves tingling as I take in the sight before me.

An enormous four-poster bed, two doorways, one to the right, the other to the left. I move to the right and throw open the door. A dressing room. I move to the left.

“An en-suite.”

I chuckle.

“It was a must. No more sharing. I can walk around butt naked, and no one can see.”

“Apart from me… I hope.”