Chapter 444
Chapter 444:
I would have done it myself, except I didn’t want to touch Rhys.
Priya shuffled over, crouched, and got an arm under him.
He groaned weakly.
She pulled like she was dragging a corpse.
It was a mess of limbs and wheezing, but she got him to the door.
He straightened up halfway there, suddenly stable enough to walk.
He glanced back at me. “Knew you still cared p>
“I care about not having a corpse in my studio. Go die on the pavement. At least that’s public property p>
Priya shoved him onto the curb and hurried back in.
“I don’t think he was faking,” she muttered. “He looked like he was actually in pain. What now p>
“Call an ambulance. Just in case p>
“On it p>
The sirens came quickly, and the medics loaded him in.
Priya and I cleared up the rest of the mess.
Within fifteen minutes, the place looked normal again—not ready for business yet, but at least it no longer looked like a tornado had come through.
I stretched out my arms, shoulders stiff, back aching. “Two smash-ups in less than a week. Maybe it’s time to shut this place down.” I wasn’t joking.
The thought of closing the studio, at least for a while, had been circling for days.
The competition collection had done well, sold out quickly.
Now the hype had cooled, and the orders weren’t pouring in anymore.
The celeb commissions I’d taken on were nearly finished.
What was left could be wrapped up by Priya. No reason to keep dragging it out.
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I sighed and glanced around the space.
The dent in the doorframe was patched, but I couldn’t stop seeing it.
After giving Priya the rest of the day off, I grabbed my keys and left.
There was nothing urgent left to do, and I needed something with sugar and butter for a mood boost.
I headed to Yvaine’s new patisserie, parked illegally, and ducked inside.
No sign of her behind the counter.
I ordered a lemon tart and a black coffee, found a table by the window, and called her.
“Didn’t you say you’d be at the shop all week? It’s launch week. Where the hell are you p>
“You’re there?” Yvaine sounded surprised. “I’m at the dance studio with Cade. He’s rehearsing p>
“What? His doctor literally said no heavy movement p>
“Yeah, well, try telling him that. He’s being stubborn. The show starts filming right after the holidays. All the contestants can sing and dance. He’s solid vocally, but the dancing’s where he’s shaky. He’s trying to catch up before taping starts p>
“But it’s a bone injury. He shouldn’t be pushing it. That stuff takes months to heal p>
“He’s fine,” Yvaine said brightly. “He’s young, he heals fast. And I’m keeping an eye on him, he’s not going to drop dead mid-step. Anyway, you came all the way to the shop to find me? What’s up p>