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“So, you’re seriously agreeing to get married?” I raise my brows.
He lets out a haggard sigh and nods. “Fuck… I guess I am. But I don’t expect to have what you have.”
“Have?” I shake my head again. “You meanhad.”
“No. I mean exactly what I said. Knight, if you’re going to lose the empire, don’t lose the girl too. You love her. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t think she was worth all this.”
“I’ve done too much to her.”
“That doesn’t mean it can’t be fixed.” An earnest look sneaks into his expression. “I hate to bring this up now, but if I didn’t, I know Giselle would be furious with me.”
At the mention of Giselle, I tense. “What is it?”
“Giselle’s letter. Go read it again and listen to her this time. Just listen to her.”
The letter he’s talking about is what I classed as a suicide note, except it was a letter written months before she died.
“Or simply listen to me.” He straightens, keeping his gaze leveled with mine. “I’m a guy with many regrets that I can’t change.”
The hollow in his voice suggests he’s talking about the darkness from his past.
“The sort of regrets you still won’t tell me about?” I stare at him, wondering if this might be the day he decides to talk to me.
“Yes, those.”
“You just gave me a lecture on being human and talking things out.”
“Because your mistakes can be fixed. Mine can’t.” He places a hand to his heart. “My girl got away and I’ll never see her again.”
That’s the most he’s told me in the twelve years I’ve been waiting for him to talk.
“Your girl?”
“Story for another day, brother.”
“Will you ever tell me?”
“Yes, but not today. Today, you must only think of her.” Jericho opens my sketchbook, revealing the sketches of Aurora I’ve done. Once again, he’s showing how much he knows me. He taps the page with his index finger and gives me a small smile. “Told you you’d have your hands full with this one.”
“Yeah, you did.”
With that, he rests his hands on my shoulder, pushes to his feet, and leaves.
I watch him until I can’t see him anymore and I think of what he said to me about himself and my situation that he believes can be fixed.
Can it really?
Could I even dare to hope that Aurora would forgive me?
I wait until the sun sets before I go inside the house, then I head up to my bedroom and straight to the cupboard in the walk-in wardrobe where I keep my old things.
There’s a box at the back of the shelf where I keep the things I wanted to remember Giselle by.
It contains little things from the years we knew each other right up to her death with that letter.
I open the box and find the letter on top, right where I left it years ago when I sealed everything away, never to look at again.
Instinct wants me to close the box and put it away, but I hear Jericho’s words in my head telling me to read it and listen, so I take out the blue envelope containing the letter that pushed me over to the dark side and set the box down.
