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“I want… I want to be happy again, Killian.”
Fuck, princess, that was all I fucking wanted for both of us.
“Do you still love me?” I swallowed hard. I hoped to hell the answer was yes, but if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t blame her.
“I’ll always love you.”
“Don’t go,” I said softly. “Don’t go, Genevieve.”
“Killian…” That doubt in her voice. It made my heart ache.
“Stay,” I told her once more and rounded the car quickly. I closed the distance between us. Taking her face in my hands, I pressed my forehead to hers and breathed her in. “Please, stay. Stay with me. We can do this together. You and me.”
I fucking begged, and I didn’t give a fuck. I couldn’t let her go. Not this time. Not again.
Never again.
“Killian,” Genevieve murmured. Her fingers trembled as she gripped my forearms. “Please… what if we can’t? What if we’re just kidding ourselves? What if we just fall apart all over again?”
God, I fucking understand that fear. Could we even go on after everything we’d been through? I wanted to believe with every fiber of my fucking being that we could.
“What if we don’t?” I leaned back and stared at her, hoping to hell she could see just how fucking serious I was. “I’m not saying it’ll be fucking easy, princess. But I can’t live without you. I don’t want to. I’d rather work my ass off every day for the rest of my goddamn life to be with you than anything else.”
I didn’t have a fucking clue what I was doing. I didn’t have a fucking clue how we’d move forward. But I wasn’t giving up. I wasn’t running away this time. I was determined to do better.
“I don’t know how,” Genevieve whimpered. Fuck, my heart.
“You made it this far. You are so much stronger than you give yourself credit for, Genevieve. And you won’t have to do it alone. I’ll be there for all of it if you let me.” Her eyes squeezed shut as tears mingled with rain. I kissed the tip of her nose and cursed the fucking car door for being between us. “Tell me you’ll stay, princess. Please. Stay with me.”
Chapter 78
Genevieve
Ichewed my lip as I gripped the steering wheel with both hands. What was I doing? I’d left my parents’ house on a whim—no warning and no word. I wasn’t even sure they knew I was gone yet. My father was still worked up, but I didn’t care.
Not a single part of me cared anymore.
And so I had left while he argued with my mother in the kitchen. Killian always kept spare keys in our house for the cars. I took those, packed an obscure amount of clothes, put on my favorite sweater, and left.
But I couldn’t leave without telling Killian I was sorry. It wouldn’t help him. It wouldn’t do him any good. I wasn’t even sure he’d believe me.
Still, I said what I needed to say.
And then I sat at a damn stop sign in the pouring rain with no idea where I was going. Vegas was probably the smart thing. Gabby was there. If anyone would understand, she would. I didn’t have much to offer, but I could figure it out. I could get a job and save up to get my own place. Maybe I’d get a cat so I wasn’t alone.
God help me, I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself. I was terrified. Determined but terrified.
Step one: get through the stop sign.
I could do this.
Easing off the brake, I started to roll through the stop sign when someone darted into my headlights. I squealed and stomped on the brakes as the person slammed their hands on the hood.
Killian.
“Killian?” I exclaimed as I rushed to put the car in park. The last thing I wanted to do was accidentally roll into him—I’d already done that once when he taught me how to drive. He braced himself against the car, sopping wet and breathing hard.
“Why are you leaving?” he asked, his voice muffled through the windshield. “What made you do it?”
