Keeley
He had told me to close my eyes and every part of me wanted to do what he asked of me. Because I knew what was coming, and I didn’t want to see it. The sound of the gun c*****g brought me back to my senses and my eyes flew open.
I didn’t want him to die. Not even after everything I had found out. And closing my eyes wasn’t going to make a damn difference to the outcome. It would be cowardly. Something the old Keeley would have done. She would have waited for someone to save her. The old me was weak, but I wasn’t that woman anymore. And there was no way in hell I was going to let Gio blow his brains all over the table in some vague hope that it would save me. I didn’t need that kind of sacrifice.
I could save myself. And him as well.
“I love you,” I blurted out before I could sto
