Chapter Eighteen
‘Why are you here, Rhys? Don’t you know you’re better off without me?’ The black pit inside yawned wider. Saying those words had hollowed her out more.
‘Why don’t you let me be the judge of that?’ His gaze skittered over everyone crammed into the small living area before he held his hand out to her. His eyes locked onto hers, his hand firm and steady. He didn’t move an inch. There was no mistaking what he wanted her to do and she lacked the energy to put up her usual fight. She was simply too worn out.
She’d take what she knew was coming. She’d sent him away. Hadn’t even let him have his say. The least she could do was let him tell her how low she’d sunk. That she’d taken the coward’s way out. That she would regret her decision for the rest of her life. It couldn’t be a
