Page 81 of Delectable Lies


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Tears pool in my eyes as fear clogs my throat. “I thought…” My eyes close as I replay all the moments we shared in the past twenty-four hours. Images of us dancing, of him carrying me up the steps as though I was the most precious thing he ever held, flashes of our tangled limbs as he whispered pretty Irish words in my ear—all a lie.

Mustering up every ounce of strength I have left, my eyes shoot open, and I pull against his grasp with defiance as my heart shatters under his hand. “Go on,” I rasp. My nostrils widen as I suck in as much air as I can. “Kill me.”

There is no remorse in his eyes, no hesitation, no fucking love.

I was an idiot to believe otherwise.

His hand tightens around my neck, pushing against the lump in my throat, choking me with my own tongue.

I should have seen this coming. He wasnevermy hero. Stupidly, I neglected all the red flags and disregarded all warning signs. I willingly gave him my heart. I knew loving a man like Rohan King would kill me, and I dug my own grave.

In the next breath, my head is under the water and fluid rushes up my nose as I struggle against the heavyweight holding me under. His reflection blurs into a shapeless figure, but I continue to fight, splashing through the water as my arms fail me. And then my body stills. All I can see are the broken petals of camilla roses and lavender floating above me like lost clouds.

My demise wasn’t his fault. It was mine, for believing every delectable lie he told me.

His words are distant, but I feel them reverberate through me. “Lies, Saoirse. It was all lies.”

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