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“For what?” I asked.

“For giving birth.”

Was he nervous about that? The fact that he cared eased the uneasy feeling inside me, but not quite. “Yeah, Doctor Edward can come again, right?”

“He’s dead,” he said, nonchalant, but before I could make up ideas about his death he added, “Car accident.”

“Oh, that’s sad,” I said, but rushed my next words so Mike kept talking, “Another doctor, then?”

After a few minutes of silence, when I thought he wouldn’t give me an answer, he asked out of the blue, “Do you miss your life, Angel?”

My life? My old life?

“Wh- what do you mean?” I stuttered.

“I’ve heard you have a sister. She must have given up by now, thinking you’re dead, but did you miss her, your life before me?”

I didn’t know what he was going

with this. With the mention of my sister I felt huge longing, but why was he talking about my old life?

“Yes… I missed my sister.”

“What about your life?”

Frowning I tried to understands what he was pushing this much on the subject. “Not so much. I have a new life here, right?” I forced a smile on my face.

“No.”

Swallowing my nerves I take a deep breath. “What do you mean, no?”

“You don’t have a new life here. You don’t have a life here, period,” he snapped, but his voice was softer and even painful when he add, “You have nothing here.”

What was he trying to do?

Was this his last speech before my verdict of death? But it didn’t feel like it. Instead it was like he was saying goodbye to me, letting me go?

Was I too delusional that he would let me go?

If I was thinking he would let me go, then why was I sad like there was no air in the room? Like my world was crashing down on me?

Because if he let me go I would have to leave… and he was here.

“I have you,” I choked and watched a sad smile place itself on his face.

“And that’s close to nothing,” he murmured.

Not to me…

“Did you get bored of me? Have you already found someone else?” I asked, couldn’t hide the hurt on my voice as well as the accusing tone.

His eyes shone with anger for a second, but it died before I could get excited with the passion it would bring. I watched him as he come closer to me, pulling me into his arms to my surprise. “You’re better off without me, my angel.”

“What will you do?” I whispered, placing my lips into the crook of his neck. Even though I was scared he would decide to end my life I was more afraid of losing him. This was sick beyond curable, but if my life would be end I wanted it to be in the arms of my monster who had broken me and created me again like a twisted God.

Caressing my hair he placed a kiss on my forehead. “I’m gonna let you go, set you free,” he rasped. His voice was full of emotion.

“Don’t. I can stay,” I protested, bringing his hand to my round belly before adding, “We can stay.”

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