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If I killed my uncle now, how many more would I put at risk? Would everything my father worked for die?
It seemed like an easy choice. But it wasn’t. People would die either way. I’d destabilize us. Leave us vulnerable to the Vancinis or another to kill us. I would have to allow the death of someone I’d grown up loving. My sister or my uncle.
“You have twelve hours, or I’ll add your name to the list.” Without another word, he pushed me back and stalked from the room.
My mind whirled. My heart cracked and bled. The darkness in my soul wrapped around it and squeezed.
I was immobile. Unable to make an impossible decision.
There was only one thing I wanted right now. One person who could shine her light on the darkness.
10
Emma
My insides twisted as my phone rang. I jumped from the couch, practically dropping my laptop to the floor as I ran into the kitchen to get it. I was pathetic. I’d put the phone in the kitchen, so I didn’t do this. So I wouldn’t freak out every time it rang, hoping it was Matt.
My stomach dropped when I looked at the screen and saw Sam’s face instead. It had been three months since I’d heard from him, and I still couldn’t stop the hope that swelled inside me.
“Hey.” I sighed as I answered the phone. “Are you on your way?”
In an attempt to put Matt from my mind, I’d invited Sam over for a girl’s night. I thought we could watch really bad, but somehow still good romantic comedies. Eat sugary snacks; maybe even give each other facials.
All the things normal sisters were supposed to do. The things we’d missed out on because we’d spent most of our lives just trying to survive.
“Actually,” My heart dipped. Disappointment was a lead weight in my gut. “I’m not going to make it.
“Why not?” I tried to hide the concern and hurt from my voice. Sam was all I had here, but I’d barely seen her since I moved. She didn’t even know I’d been dating someone. Well, she might have known if she’d bothered to ask.
“I have a meeting with my sponsor.”
“That’s good.” I sighed in relief; at least she was still following the program. “Should I come?”
“No. No.” I heard her take a drag of her cigarette over the line. “It’s a personal thing. I like to do it alone.”
“Okay, sure.” I opened the freezer, deciding I didn’t need Sam here to give me permission to eat all the ice cream I had. “Well, call me after. Maybe you can still come over later.”
“Maybe.” That was her only goodbye. The line clicked in my ear as I opened a drawer to fish out a spoon.
But before I could get the lid off the container, a knock sounded at my door. My brows scrunched together as I opened the freezer and stowed the ice cream once again. Another knock came, this one louder and more urgent, as I glanced through the peephole.
My lungs seized as I saw Matt. His arms rested on either side of the door frame. His head hung between his shoulders as he stared at the floor.
I ignored the ache between my legs that just the sight of him caused. Instead, I focused on the anger burning in my chest. The rage that he thought he could just show up here after months of not talking.
I whipped open the door as he raised his hand to knock again. My mouth opened to yell at him. My blood boiling. My throat burning, but it all died when I got a look at his eyes.
It was like a bucket of cold water had been dumped on my head as his gaze connected with mine. Those sea-green eyes were dark and stormy. So full of pain and anguish, it stole my breath.
Instead of yelling at him, I grabbed his arm and yanked him inside. “Matt, what’s wrong?”
“Cazzo.” He grunted as he cupped my cheeks. “I forgot how beautiful you were.”
My entire body tingled as he crashed our mouths together. I forgot my anger. Forgot why I shouldn’t even have let him in the door when he touched me. He was magic. A drug. He made me crazy in a way I’d never been before.
My back hit the wall as he feasted on my mouth. A moan ripped from my chest as his hands trailed up my outer thigh, his fingers toying with the hem of my oversize shirt. I’d only been expecting Sam, so I was wearing an old t-shirt over underwear.
My ass filled his palms as he slipped his hands under my panties and yanked me up. Our tongues twisted together as he lifted me. I wrapped my short legs around his muscular waist as he carried me across the room.
