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“Why did you return?”
“To make sure that my mind and heart are on the same page when it comes to you.”
He sneers at me, and I look for the boy I fell in love with. Maybe I should mourn him and let this one go. I know so much about him, and I have been the worst for his mental health.
Why is your love poison, Abigail?
I see his arm moving toward me. “Abigail.”
“Don’t touch me.” Or I might crumble.
He cups my face, and I blink. I’m not there. I’m not there strapped to that chair, enduring all that physical and mental torture.
Why are the images coming back? I have to get out of here.
“Breathe, baby,” his deep voice thickens with worry and care.
This is a lie. Everything is a lie.
What am I doing here?
You are just a whore, an attention whore.
I gasp, screaming “No” into Dane’s chest. My heart pounds, making me unsteady on my feet, but he’s holding me.
What’s happening to me?
“Shh, princess. I’m here. You’re safe.”
“Dane?”
I squint at him. He’s here, not Felix, nor Caleb, not all the masked men. My knees weaken under me, and he catches me. When he scoops me up, I lean my head on his chest.
Don’t drag him back, Abigail. You let him go once, you can do it again.
“What am I going to do with you?” he whispers.
Nothing.
He carries me to his bed, and I take his sculpted jaw in, itching to touch it. Those eyes where I saw myself intertwined with his soul, peer into mine.
“Stay here.”
But if I stay, it will get harder to find the strength to leave him. When he reaches the bathroom, I shoot up off the bed and rush out, but of course he sees me and takes off after me.
“We might have a problem if you continue barging into my life,” Dane says when I reach the bottom of the stairs.
“What difference would it make? You hate me.”
“Ah, so you want to see how it is for me to hate fuck you?”
My eyes land on that spot in the living room, and I hug myself.
“You want that so bad, huh? Maybe one day I’ll give in so you can finally have what you want, and I will stop hoping.”
“Tell me when and where?”
I turn and find Alec taking in our exchange.