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Freedom.

It was so close, I could taste it.

And then I jumped.

23

My descent to freedom was a short-lived experience.

Moments after I executed my plan and threw myself from my bedroom window, I was thwarted by the hand firmly clamped around my wrist.

"Corderito!"

Aw shit.

Looking wholly enraged, Trigger leaned out of the window, his upper body dangling from the ledge, as he held me suspended in mid-air.

"Joder mi vida!"

Keeping a death grip on my wrist, he released a shuddering breath. "The fuck are you trying to do?" His voice was strained and laced with panic. His bewildered eyes searched my face for an answer he wouldn’t find.

"I don't want to be here anymore," I told him, surprising us both with how calm I sounded considering I was dangling eighty feet in the air with nothing but hard concrete and certain death waiting below. "Let me go, Trig."

"Let you go?" He glared down at me, expression murderous. "Are you fucking crazy?"

Yes.

"You do not get to do this," he snarled, tightening his hold on my wrist. "You do not get to leave me."

Then don't make me.

"Hold onto me,mami. I will pull you back up –"

"I'm so over this, Trigger." A weary sigh escaped me. "Just let me go."

"You are so over this?Well,Iamnotso over this, Ashton," came his furious response as he pulled me back up to him. "Iwillneverbe over this. I will never be overyou!" he continued to rant, hooking his free arm around my waist and dragging me onto the ledge. "Now, get your ass back inside this window, you crazy bitch, before I lose my fucking mind!"

When he dragged me back through the window, we both toppled onto the bedroom floor.

"You hurt my wrist," I said, breathing hard and fast, as I sagged against the wall at my back and rubbed my wrist.

"Good!" Trig panted, pulling himself up to lean against the foot of my bed, facing me. "I hope it fucking hurts as much as the pain in my chest!" He reached up and rubbed the skin covering his heart for good measure. "Bad lamb." Breathing hard, he shook his head and raked his gaze over me. "Crazy fucking lamb."

"I tried to tell you," I whispered. "But you wouldn’t hear me."

His eyes bulged in his head. "You did that because you didn’t get your way?"

"Iwantto keep our baby," I bit out, shivering. "Iwillkeep our baby, Trigger, and if you take him from me, Iwillfollow him."

"You are not serious," he deadpanned. "You put me through that for a child that willneverbe yours to keep?"

When I didn’t deny it, Trigger released a furious snarl.

"You are a spoiled, selfish woman!" he roared. "You think of no one but yourself. You are a grown woman and you act like a reckless child. You need to grow the hell up –"

"If you think that little of me, then why didn’t you just let me go!" I screamed, cheeks flushed.

"Because Iloveyou, woman!" he roared back, his face taking on a dark shade of red. "If I could let you go, don’t you think I would have done it by now?"

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