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“Leave me alone. Just leave me alone. Bastian is right, but you’re not just ruthless, you have no heart. I wish I’d never met you.”
I walk away before the tears come, and I’m glad he doesn’t follow.
My heart shatters with every step I take.
As my soul weeps, I curse the night I met Knight Grayson.
He truly was my destroyer.
Chapter41
Knight
Ilean back in my chair and stare at the picture of Aurora and me sitting on my desk.
My mother took it on our second day in Saint-Tropez. We were on the beach, and we looked so happy and in love.
There was no confusion in our faces as we smiled back at the camera. Even if we didn’t know it, love was already there. Only love.
I had the picture framed when I got home, and I thought it would look good in here, so I put it right next to my computer.
This office has always looked as businesslike as the one at Grayson Inc. I
wanted to add a touch of humanity to give it some life. It was very
unbecoming of me, but I did it anyway because of how I felt about Aurora.
Now this vision of us is just a dream. There one minute, gone the next, only existing in memories.
It’s been three days since everything went to fucking hell.
On that day, I watched my life—the dream one I created with my wife—blow up in my face like a nuclear bomb, and it just kept going and going and going, turning to shit before my eyes.
There wasn’t a damn thing I could have done to stop it from happening because I was too late.
But my lateness didn’t happen on that day.
I was too late from the moment I realized I loved Aurora and loving her meant I needed to fix the mess I created if I wanted to keep her in my life.
The moment I lost my girl—in that split second as I watched Bastian unleash the truth—I realized the choices I had were always easy. Because … therewasno choice when it came to Aurora.
There was no either or.
There was always just her.
I was so caught up in my past and the horrendous relationship with my father and Bastian that I wasn’t thinking about what mattered most.
All I can do now is throw myself into damage control, in which I’ve enlisted Jericho’s help.
Fuck knows what Bastian might be conjuring. I’m sure Aurora took note that the asshole made a point of telling her the evidence he brought was her copy and there was more where it came from.
Meaning she needed to watch her back. He made that threat to my wife right in front of me because he knew I couldn’t do shit about anything.
Not to him and not about the bomb he’d dropped on Aurora.
She doesn’t want to see me or speak to me. I must have called her at least a million times over the last few days. On the hour, every hour. Each time, the call goes straight to voicemail. I’ve sent text messages too. All to no avail.
What we said to each other in those final moments was it—the breakup.
