RAVENNA POV
"Hand-to-hand combat?" I asked, my heart racing.
If I won, was I really going to let him go? Was I going to ignore this ache in my heart, this pull that I felt towards him?
During the drive here I had gone through everything he said and I believed him. That pain in his eyes was real. The raw emotions were real.
So why was I still going on with this?
But this was the way it was supposed to be from the beginning. This Darius’ stupid game. In the last fight, if I could injure him deeply, he would let me go. And if he also injured me he would kill me.
But I could see it in Darius’ eyes, in his pained face and tensed posture that he wasn't going to kill me. And I knew deep down that I wasn't going to leave him.
"Yes," Darius answered, his voice low but unwavering.
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