“No, baby.” His voice hardened. “You’ve got it all wrong. I know that things don’t seem clear now—there are things you don’t know, maybe even things you don’t remember—but this runs far deeper than what’s on the surface.”
“What are you even talking about?” I asked, throughly confused by his ambiguous explanation.
“My love, I promise you. I’d put my life on the line in promise to you that everything is all for you. You may not understand it now, but sooner or later, you will. Right now, I just need you to trust me,” he begged, inching closer with every point while I drew back.
I swallowed, my chest tightening. “Why would I trust you? I’ve only known you for short of a week.”I released a shaky breath, “Why would I trust you with everything that’s just unfolded? Why would I believe you ove
