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“I know, and that’s why it hurts so fucking much, darling. Love always does because we give them power to destroy us, and when it happens?” She swallows, tears welling in her eyes. “It feels like you can’t breathe, like you can’t possibly go on, but you can. You place one foot in front of the other. Breathe. Fight. Hit. Make a mess. Do whatever you have to so you can keep yourself going and give yourself a fucking reason to live, but don’t you dare give up. I can’t handle that again.”
I nod, swallowing back my tears. She’s right. Fuck them. I won’t run this time. This is my life and my fucking world! Fuck them and their lies. I’m Reign fucking Harrow.
Nobody gets to break my heart unless I let them.
I’m back, baby.
FIFTY-FIVE
“Okay, thanks.” Raff looks like shit. His hair is a mess, and his suit is rumpled. His eyes are red, but he won’t let us stop. He’s trying to hunt down the stalker so he can’t get to our girl while we aren’t there.
Our girl . . . I guess she isn’t anymore.
We can’t even see her.
My fingers twitch with the need to check on her. She belongs right here with me. I need the weight of her in my arms. I can still smell her on me, and I never want to bathe again.
All I want is her.
Unlike me, Raff has turned his pain into determination.
Astro is lost, and Dal is quiet.
I’m angry and so fucking hurt. I don’t deserve to be because I did this to her. I don’t deserve to hurt, but god, I do.
I hurt so much, I don’t know how I’m not bleeding from a thousand cuts.
“We can keep going on to the next—” Raff scrambles to answer his phone as it rings, hope in his eyes.
“Baby—oh, uh, hi.” He frowns, putting it on speaker.
“I just thought you should know your girl is here and she’s a mess. Don’t you ever tell her I told you. Fix whatever you did,” Trav snaps and hangs up.
Raff frowns. “He sent me a location. Do you think he’s telling the truth?”
“I don’t care, do you?” I retort.
“No, let’s go get our girl,” he says, striding to the car.
We follow, and my heart races the entire drive. What if she kicks us out? What if she’s hurt? I need to know. I need to see her, just for a moment, even if she hates us. I can’t breathe without her.
* * *
The party is massive. We blend in, looking like hired security, as we circle the property, trying to find our girl, until we follow the music. I come to a stop in the entrance of the huge mansion, where the foyer has been turned into a dance floor.
In the middle of the crowd is Reign.
No matter what, just like when I always see her, my thoughts evaporate, my heart screams in happiness, and I’m gobsmacked by her beauty.
Her head is thrown back, and her eyes are closed. She’s wearing nothing but a skimpy, translucent dress and she looks incredible, but she’s so fucking drunk, and I know it’s because of us.
A man grips her hips, grinding with her to the music, his touch lustful and possessive.
Someone is going to die tonight.
He is touching what is ours.
I hear a scuffle and glance back to see Raff trying to restrain Dal. “Cil,” he snaps.
