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“We have to tell her. If there’s even a chance that it could lead to answers then she needs to know.”
“I know. And we will.”
“How? Do you know where she is?” he asks, hope filling his eyes.
“J.” I sigh. “Somehow, we’ll get her back for you.” Even if it’s just so you can say goodbye properly.
It’s not a lie. I just wish I knew where she was so I could make it happen easier.
He studies me, searching for more. He’s always been one of the only people who’s ever been able to get a read on me and right now, he knows I’m hiding shit.
It’s for his own good though.
Sliding lower in the bed, he closes his eyes, but he doesn’t relax. His body is still strung tight with tension as one of his fingers nervously drums against his thigh.
“Talk to me, J. Let me in on what is going through your head.”
He remains silent. His chest steadily lifts up and down as he loses himself in his thoughts.
“I read what you wrote.” He startles at my confession but doesn’t say anything. “They’re not the same, you know that, right?” I ask, studying him closely.
I remember all too well how he reacted when Maya died.
It broke him. Completely shattered him.
I can’t let him go through that again. I can’t allow him to suffer like that.
We have to find her. Find them.
I’ve no idea what happens once we do. But I will not allow anyone, even my father, to take away anything else my best friend loves.
24
ALANA
Inever thought it would happen, but as I lie curled up in my cage with my limbs cramping, all I want is to be back in Reid’s basement.
Yes, I was cold, and it was uncomfortable. But compared to this, it was like a five-star hotel.
I had a bed, of sorts. A toilet. They provided me with food occasionally.
Here.
We have nothing.
Nothing other than pain.
Everything was so perfect.
The cabin. The beach. The sound of the crashing waves and the birds singing.
Mav.
He was so perfect.
Squeezing my eyes tight, I take myself back there with him. Trying to focus on the softness of his touch as he kissed me. The way his lips gently brushed mine before he gave himself permission to take.
And then when those touches turned rougher, harder… fuck.
