Chapter 82
Drake felt his strength drain the moment Lucy’s figure disappeared through the office door. The tears he had been holding back... so carefully, so desperately... finally slipped down his face, hot and unwelcome. He admitted it to himself for the first time: he had been cruel, unforgiving, merciless in his words. Every syllable he had used to push her away had cut him just as deeply. But it was the only way he knew, hurting her was the only method to make her understand that he couldn’t be the one to protect her, that their love could no longer exist without danger shadowing it. He told himself it was for her own good. If she hated him now, if she cursed him, it was better than seeing her shattered, broken, dragged into a world she didn’t belong in. He had always been the storm she had to
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