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Luke

IwatchLiv’sfaceasshesleeps,tuckedintome,herheadonmybicep.She’sbeenasleepforhours.Imemorizeeverycurveofherface;thetinylinesbyhereyesbecauseshelaughssomuch,theadorablefrecklesthatherlashesrestagainst.Herfulllipsthatdrivemecrazy.Istareandmemorize,becauseIwon’tgettolookatherlikethisforever,asmuchasIwantto.

I should have known better. And now, my sweet, brave Liv has paid the price for my selfishness. Anger replaces my sadness when I see the faint bruising on her jaw and neck. I can’t stomach looking at the others on her body. Knowing those bastards had their hands on her sends me into a murderous rage. I want to lash out and kill the man who did this to her. Only I know deep down, that man is me.

I kiss her nose, and her eyes flutter open. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”

She regards me for a moment. “He...touched me,” she whispers, and it takes every ounce of my control to stay in bed with her and not destroy everything around me in a fit of rage.

I close my eyes and take in a deep breath, then cup her face, running my thumb over her cheek to wipe away her silent tears. She stares into my eyes like she’s looking for answers. Answers I can’t give her.

My throat tightens. “I’m so sorry baby, I’m so sorry I failed you." My own tears fall after being held back for so long.

She reaches up and wipes them away like I’ve done for her. “It’s not your fault.”

I just hold her to me. She’s so wrong. It is my fault, and I’ll never forgive myself.

She falls back asleep and I give in to my exhaustion and fall into the abyss.

When I wake, I glance over at the clock and see that it’s almost sunrise. Liv is curled up against me as the little spoon. Even in sleep, she grabs my arm like a lifeline. I kiss her temple and carefully extract myself.

She doesn’t move, which I’m grateful for. She needs her rest. I don’t want to leave her right now, but I need answers. That someone could hack into Nova has me paranoid. I had Mark give Maddox the access codes to figure out how it happened.

I shake my arm as the blood flows through it again, sending stabbing pin pricks all the way to my fingertips. When I can move it again, I grab a t-shirt and a pair of sweats and toss them on. I head to the bathroom. When I leave the bedroom, Liv is in the same position.

The sun is just coming up, but I smell coffee. When I get to the kitchen, I find Mark, Brando, John, and his dad. They look up when I walk in.

“How is she?” John asks.

“Sleeping.” He nods and sips his coffee.

Henry stands and regards me. We haven’t talked yet. “Sir, I’m sorry-”

He cuts me off with an intense glare. “Save it.”

I nod and his nostrils flare as he points down the hall where Liv sleeps. “That girl in there is my entire world. I won’t let you hurt her again,” he growls.

“Dad-” John starts but cuts off when his dad shoots him a hard look. He returns his fiery gaze to me.

“You know what you need to do. Be a man and do it.” He storms down the hall and disappears into our room. I let him go.

I swallow and let out a sigh.

“He’s just scared for her. Give him some time to cool down,” John says.

I shake my head. “He’s right.”

John sighs and runs a hand over his short hair. “Look, I know what I said before, but I wasn’t thinking it through. She needs you to help her get through this.”

Mark looks between us with a frown but doesn’t speak.

“You were right, John."

He sighs. “Just hold off for now.”

I nod and he settles into his chair.

“What do we know?” I ask Mark.

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