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“Please forgive me,” I whisper as I sink to my knees behind her.
The act makes Savannah's body stiffen. She knows this is goodbye.
She hiccups as I bow my head, unable to hold it up high for what I’ve done to her.
She’d come to know the dark side of me, the man I’ve become after I’d lost my soul.
“Will you look at me?” She lifts her hand to cup my jaw.
Slowly I lift my head, my gaze finding hers. Savannah leans down, pressing her forehead to mine and forcing our eyes to lock.
“There’s nothing to forgive.” I scoff. “I defiled you, hurt you, forced you to your knees,” I remind her.
“I know,” she mutters, moving so she’s in between my legs.
“So, you should fucking hate me.”
Swallowing, she moves closer, laying her head to my chest. “I should, you’re right. But I don’t.”
“Why?” I question her.
“I’m not sure.” She lets out a soft laugh.
“Your father,” I begin.
“I know. I understand, Jacob, I do. My father violated your family and left you to die. I wish he hadn’t, but a part of me, and I feel horrible and so guilty for thinking this, but a part of me is glad he did.”
I pull back completely taken aback by her confession.
“I would never have met you if he didn’t. I’d still be locked away in my tower, or married off to some abusive man who didn’t truly love me,” she admits.
I’ve been an asshole and she, fuck. She forgives me?
Our worlds collided in the most fucked up way possible. Yet, I have to let her go.
“I have to say goodbye,” I tell her.
Her face falls and I almost give in and pull her to me, but I hold back. Barely.
“What? Why? Why are you saying goodbye?” she questions, panic rising across her features.Don’t, kitten, fuck don’t force me.
“You deserve the life of a mafia princess, kitten. I'm a broken, soulless man who’s willing to die to get revenge for my family.”
“B-but.” Her bottom lip quivers as she starts to speak but stops.
Uncertainty flashes over her face. “Your brother will watch over you,” I tell her.
Savannah moves, wrapping her arms around her legs, the closed off position forcing a pit in my stomach to grow.
Fuck.
Standing, I leave the room giving her a moment, suddenly I wish she’d escaped when I’d told her to.
I curl into myself,hating I’ve become so accustomed to Jacob, so damn attached to this man who stole me in the middle of the night and did horrible things to me, to my body. That the mere thought of leaving him fills my stomach with dread. I know what he’s planning on doing.
What future lies ahead for him. He won’t stop until he takes my father’s last breath. But what about his?
What happens to me when he’s gone? Will I survive?
