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Her lower lip quivers, and she touches my clenched hand, but I pull it away.
“You’re my entire world, Alexa. I never wanted you to get hurt. I thought I was doing what was best for you.”
“You wouldn’t have married Eric in the first place if you were doing what was best for me, mom.”
Her tear-filled gaze darted away as she struggled to maintain eye contact. There’s something more to this than she’s letting on. I can feel it in my bones.
Did he force her to marry him?
“It’s complicated, sweetheart.”
“Explain it to me then. Make me understand.”
She lets out a sigh, her shoulders slumping. “Eric isn’t a man who takes no for an answer,” she says, her lip trembling. “But you’re right. I should have told you, and I’m sorry for keeping it from you. I should have been honest with you from the beginning. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”
When I thought the weight of my emotions couldn’t get any heavier, someone tapped lightly on my bedroom door.
“Come in,” my mom calls to the person behind it.
Jordin opens the door with the tiniest crack, peeking her head through the door, her long brown hair flowing around her.
“Is she awake?” she whispers. “My grandfather and his men are downstairs to take me home, and I wanted to see her and say goodbye before I leave.”
Mom squeezes my hand, dabbing her eyes on a tissue with the other.
“She is.”
The door opens fully, and Jordin’s face lights up when she sees me.
“Hey, you. How are you feeling?” she asks with a weary smile.
Like I don’t want to see anyone right now. Especially you.
I turned back to my mom, avoiding Jordin’s gaze.
I can’t do this right now. Saint wasn’t the only one on that stage. Jordin was right by his side and did nothing. As far as I’m concerned, she played as big a part of it as Saint did. This wouldn’t have happened if they would have stopped the bullshit and lies and told everyone the truth. I wouldn’t have gotten shot because I wouldn’t have been anywhere near that party. I would still have my baby.
It’s because of them my baby is gone.
I can’t bear to look at her, so I turn to my mom.
“Could I get some time on my own?” I ask, faking a yawn.
“Of course.” She pats my hand twice before planting a soft kiss on my forehead.
“I’m just really sore and drained.” I close my eyes, faking a yawn. “I need some more sleep.”
“I’ll ring you later and let you rest,” Jordin tells me, but I refuse to acknowledge her presence.
I keep my eyes closed until I hear the click of the closing door, and then the tears flow like a waterfall.
Chapter Thirteen
Istandoutsidethetowering prison walls, waiting with a mixture of anger and anticipation. Anger at leaving Lexy and anxious to be back by her side. I want to be there when she wakes. I want to hold her in my arms and tell her how fucking sorry I am that she had to witness what she did.
I thought I could protect her from all this. I thought if I pushed her away, she would be spared. But I was wrong. I was stupid.
“Everything’s in order. Your dad will be a free man in no time,” Jim reassures, but at this moment in time, I couldn’t give a shit. Lexy is all that matters, as is finding out who did this. If my dad knew there was a threat against us and did nothing, I’d kill him myself.
