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“He said that?” I query with hope.
“Oh, no, he didn’t say that.” She shakes her head. “But when he saved you, his actions said it all.”
Her words are like a truck hitting me in the chest, and my hand goes over my heart to protect it.“But when he saved you, his actions said it all.”
“Wh-what’s your husband’s name?”
“His name’s Bren.”
A tear trickles down the side of my face, but I ignore it. “Bren asked me to tell you something, Sky.”
Our gazes collide, and it’s like I’m speaking into a mirror.
“He asked me to tell you, ‘Forever.’”
Chapter
Fifteen
RAGE
Ipace the room, ignoring Lucas’s eyes boring into the back of my head.
Harper didn’t argue about her lack of a bath tonight and, as if reading the tension, settled into bed and repeated her favorite story, one she’s memorized word for word. It gave me time to allow my mind to wander.
Lucas sits in the armchair in the corner of the room with his collar open, exposing the bite marks she left lining his throat.
Where Cole and I have been giving her space to recover, the most fucked-up dude out of us all is getting fucked into oblivion, then we have to cover his ass and try to carry out damage control on his dumb decisions that affect us all.
“You’re going to create threads in the carpet.” His monotone voice makes me want to punch him in the jaw and destroy his chiseled good looks Thalia compliments him on.
I stop in my tracks and turn to face him. “You think I give a shit about the carpet?”
“I’d say not, given the marks you’re creating.” He points toward the floor, and I glance down and the freshly hoovered lines have been replaced by my footprints.
“Fuck the carpet and your OCD-created-hoover lines,” I grit out.
“We’re all angry, Jace.”
“Yeah, but you caused this shitstorm.”
He jolts on my words, but I continue on, uncaring whether I hurt him further.
“You caused this shit. You!” I point my finger in his direction, the vitriol spilling from me in waves. “It’s your fault she’s going to hate us.”
“You don’t think I know that?” he counters.
“All your fucking secrets, Lucas.” I shake my head, pissed at myself for letting it get this far. “Then you play the victim and have her all over you, while Cole and I get the scraps. You fucked us over, Lucas.”
He shakes his head. “I didn’t mean—”
“Shut the fuck up!” I tug on my hair, and my pounding heart adds to my unraveling. “Just shut the fuck up.” He clamps his mouth shut. “We stuck by you. We agreed to go along with keeping your secrets, but we shouldn’t have.”
His Adam’s apple bobs. “It... it meant a lot to me, Jace. It wasn’t easy to open up.”
I roll my lip between my teeth. “You think I care right now about you and your fucked-up past?” I snipe. “I don’t give a shit. We might lose her; our girls might end up with a broken fucking home, Lucas.” He pales on my words. “All because you were a pathetic piece of shit that can’t get over his childhood. Well, boo fucking hoo. I hope she realizes you’re the cause of all of this. I hope it’s you that ends up with nothing!”
His face falls, and I know I’ve hit him deep, but I’m too far gone in my fury to care, so I head toward the door, determinedto make sure Thalia hears sense, and if she refuses to listen, then I’ll have to make her see.
