CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
**KIERAN MORRISON**
"We're hanging out at Claude's later. Gaming session like usual. Are you coming?"
I usually didn't care about their business. They always settled their disputes like an old married couple. But this time, something was different.
It still wasn't my business to care, only that Claude had been texting me nonstop, asking about Heath's location. Always the same questions—where was Heath going, who was he with, what he was doing...
I recognised the desperation in Claude's messages because it was the same obsession I felt whenever I wasn't with Ollie.
This didn't mean that they got to include me in their fights.
"No. I'm not interested." Heath grabbed his bag tighter, already backing away. His eyes kept darting to his phone like he was expecting something. "I have… stuff to do."
I studied his face with a lifted brow, noting the way his hands shook slightly.
"What's going on between you and Claude?"
