Chapter Twenty-Three
He was only able to lift his head high enough to watch her walk away. He felt like he was coming out of his body. His feet wanted to run after her. His hands balled into fists. His heart beat as though it were trying to chase after her. His head told him to stay rooted.
He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know where to turn. He felt pulled in every direction.
In the end, duty won out. He couldn’t abandon his family and his home. He had a responsibility. That was paramount. It was what he was born to do.
The moment Spin was out of his sight, his chin slumped to his chest from the weight of his actions and what he still had to do. With feet as heavy as cement blocks, he turned back toward the club. When he reached for the curtain that separated the club floor from t
