Page 29 of Breaking the Glass


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Maybe I’ll toss a coin in and make a wish … if I had a coin or a wish or if this was that kind of fountain.

No, what I need is a wish upon a star and a fairy godmother to answer. But unfortunately, I stopped believing in all of that when I was a child.

The quiet out here is startling in comparison to the noise inside. It’s much more my type of environment.

I’ve yet to run into anyone as I venture farther into the garden, but a few voices make my ears perk up. Two guys in a heated discussion.

Tiptoeing, I listen intently, my nosiness getting the better of me.

“I’m tired. I don’t want to deal with him anymore. He’s a fucking joke.” One of them curses, slapping the water with his hand. “How much longer do we have to put up with his games?”

Peeking around the corner, I see two striking men, their eyes shielded by masks, but the masks do little to conceal the massive athletic build in their white button-up dress shirts or perfectly tousled dark-brown hair above their heads. One is just lighter than the other, barely even noticeable, but still dark nonetheless.

The one on the right, with the slightly lighter-dark-brown hair, sighs. “I don’t know. Hopefully not much longer.”

Silence passes, creating a cloud of discomfort in the air. Clearly, there is far more to say from the palpable tension.

“I miss her, man,” the left one says emotionally. “I don’t know how we keep doing this without her.”

The sorrow is soul-deep, and I feel it in my bones. I understand it almost instantly.

Maybe I should head back. I don’t want to intrude.

“Because our mom wouldn’t want us to sit and suffer. She’d want us to live. You know that,” the other counters.

Oh, I should not be here for this.

When I step back from the edge, my phone slips from my hand, and my heart leaps into my throat as I watch it fall to the ground in slow motion.

Crap.

Maybe they didn’t hear it?—

“Who’s there?”

Nope. They definitely heard it.

Quickly grabbing my phone, I tuck my hands behind my back and step out of the shadows toward them. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”

Turning, they both face me, their stares incredibly intimidating and beautiful. The one on the left has piercing blue eyes, and the right one’s are fairly similar but if you look close enough, you see the green swirls overpowering the dark blue, creating a unique green shade all his own.

An almost look of recognition dawns on their faces, but that can’t be true because if I knew these two men, I’d certainly remember.

Honesty flows from my lips as I continue, my word vomit getting the better of me, “I mean, technically, I was intentionally eavesdropping, but I didn’t think it was such a private conversation.”Shut up, Cirella!“Anyway, I apologize. I should go?—”

“Wait.” Green Eyes smiles with a slight chuckle at my panic, and I swear my knees nearly give out. “Lady in Blue, come here.”

My cheeks heat up at the sultriness in his voice.

I should definitely head back inside. Nothing good can come from this.

My legs obey him as if they were made to, and I hold my hands up in defeat. “I really am sorry for interrupting. I was just getting some fresh air.”

“Please continue,” Blue Eyes cuts me off with a smile. “I think anything you have to say would be far more interesting than us.”

Have I entered an alternate universe? What the hell?

“I’m sorry about your mom.” I offer my condolences. “I know how hard that is.”