Chapter 19: The Weight of Truth

The days after our weekend together felt heavier for Jason. He was consumed with guilt, knowing he had crossed a line with Rachel. The secret gnawed at him, casting a shadow over his thoughts and actions. Each video call with me became a test of his resolve, his heart aching with the burden of his unspoken truth. Back in Mayfair, I sensed a change in Jason. Though he still laughed at my jokes and listened intently to my stories, there were moments when his eyes seemed distant, as if he was somewhere else entirely. I tried to brush off the nagging feeling, attributing it to the stress of his job, but my intuition kept whispering that something was wrong. One evening, after a particularly long day at the gallery, I decided to call Samantha. I needed to talk to someone, to voice my concerns and maybe get some clarity. As soon as she picked up, I felt a rush of relief. "Hey, Sam. Do you have a minute?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Of course, Lily. What's going on?" she rep