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Ledger warned, “Touch her again and see what happens.”
Jonathan’s stare widened, and he looked back and forth between us until his scowl landed on me.
He bit, “You fucking her?”
“She’s pregnant with my baby, asshole.”
In less than a minute, my fears became a reality. My chest rose and fell, and for a moment, time stood still. There was so much I wanted to say.
So much I needed him to hear…
Words failed me.
I couldn’t get my lips to move.
The emotions running between us were high and hitting low, delivering blow after blow to my gut and stirring memories that held me captive.
I blinked, and the years of our friendship flew through our eyes. My core sank, my chest heaved, and I felt my face pale abruptly. I felt like my body was giving out on me. I tried to reel in the sensations that were ruthlessly tearing me apart.
Little by little.
Limb by limb.
Layer by layer.
I experienced agony no one should have to feel.
“Sugar…” he rasped against my swollen lips. “What are you doing to me?”
I didn’t waver, speaking with conviction, “I’m in love with you, Ledger. I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember.”
With a solemn expression and my heart bleeding out for him, I watched our past unfold right before me.
“You’re leaving tomorrow,” he reminded me in a ragged tone.
I looked deep into his eyes and rasped, “So then give me something to come home to.”
It was him. He was the one to hurt me in the end, and I’d been paying for it ever since.
He growled, stepping close to my face. “Hazel, don’t fuck with me.”
“No, I’d much rather you fuck me instead.”
Ledger was always there for me to show his support, his love. His good heart continuously shined through all the ups and downs I put myself through. It was as if we were the only two people standing there, drowning in a sea of emotions and not coming up for air.
“I’m sorry, sugar. I just don’t love you like that.”
The past.
The present.
The future we could still have.
When, all of a sudden, Johnathan spewed…
“How do you know that baby isn’t mine?”
Twenty-Five
