" I will destroy anyone, anyone who tries to stand in the way of what I love. Locas said. Be it a friend who offers you a couch, a family member who hides you, or a stranger who gives you a kind smile. I will burn their world to the ground until the only safe place left for you is right here. With me.”
A small, broken sound escaped my lips. He saw it. The surrender. The fear. His hand moved from my jaw to the cup my cheek, his thumb wiping away a traitorous tear.
“There now,” he murmured. “No more of this foolishness. You’re tired. Come, I’ll have Maria draw you a bath.”
He led me, a docile lamb, further into the house. The heavy door of the study closed behind us, and I knew, with a certainty that froze the very blood in my veins, that I had just walked out of one prison and into anoth
