Page 169 of Scars of Fate

Walking away hadn’t protected either of us.

It had only made us suffer separately.

“Lucas,” I whispered.

“No.”

“I need you to trust me.”

“I trust you.”

“Then let go.”

“I can’t.”

My heart broke at the admission.

The copilot raised the pistol toward Lucas’s head.

“Now.”

I covered Lucas’s hand with mine.

His eyes searched my face.

I tried to tell him everything without words.

I love you too.

I’m not leaving.

Believe in me.

Slowly, his grip loosened.

I stood.

The world swayed.

My head throbbed from the crash.

Blood soaked the bandage around my thigh.

I ignored both.

The copilot motioned me forward.

“Hands where I can see them.”

I lifted them.

“Turn around.”

I did.

He moved closer.

Lucas remained behind the fallen log.