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I wanted her dead once.
I needed her gone.
Somewhere along the way, that need shifted. No longer do I desire to snuff out the fiery woman. Now I want to only fan the flames ofher.Of everything she is and everything she can be. If she only gives herself a chance. Only gives mea chance.
Givesusa chance.
The now familiar ache grows inside my chest. There’s not a chance in hell I can survive without her, not anymore.
Avamarie has worked her way into the deepest parts of who I am and staked her claim. I can only hope she cares enough to not rip herself away.
If she’s gone, I won’t be complete. I won’t survive.
She dies. I die.
Chapter 33
Avamarie
Muffled voices sound through the door and I force my breathing to slow around the hiccuped sobs still breaking from my chest.
“Where is she?” I hear Killian snap, my heart stalls before speeding up.
He sounds so worried. Only someone who cares would be that upset.
Or he’s just angry and is going to punish you again.
I curl tighter into myself, terror filling me. I won’t survive another punishment.
A heavy fist pounds on the wood. “Avamarie?” Killian’s voice is surprisingly soft, a direct contrast to the aggressive force he’s using against the door. “Baby girl,” I flinch at the endearment, my broken heart cracking further. “Open the door.”
I shake my head into the darkened space, my vision clouded from the constant flow of tears. “Go away.” I whisper, my voice hoarse from hours of crying. The knocking grows more insistent, grating at my raw nerves. Each hard rap echoes through my body, setting my teeth on edge.
“Stop it.” I mutter, pressing the heels of my palms into my eyes. The incessant pounding pushes me past the pain into a burning hot rage. “Fucking stop!” I scream, throwing my body back against the door, my head bouncing from the impact.
More muffled voices sound but at least the knocking has stopped. I cradle my head in my arms. Curling back into myself, I murmur over and over, “Go away. Go away. Go away.”
Chapter 34
Killian
It has grown concerningly quiet on the other side of the door.
I try twisting the knob again, irritation filling me as it doesn’t open. Again. I’ve tried this so many times that my picture could be found next to Einstein’s definition of insanity.
Blowing out a breath, I run my fingers through my hair. “She’s too quiet.” I mumble, staring holes into the door that daresto separate me from what’s mine. Marching across the hall, I square my shoulders as I prepare to charge, determined to enter the room one way or another.
Just as I’m about to rush forward, Arriana slides into my view. “Hold up there tiger. Or maybe I should say bull.” She smirks, holding her arms out.
“What the fuck?” I snap, glaring down at the infuriating woman. “Get out of my way.”
Shaking her head, Arriana points at the door behind her. “What if she’s on the other side, hmm?”
I growl, furious that she could be right and that I hadn’t considered the possibility.
Arriana chuckles smugly. “Yeah, didn’t think you thought of that one. You are a one track kinda man after all, grandpa.”
I close the distance between us, crowding her as I spit in her face, “You forget who I am.”
