I leaned away from Florian, my hands still loosely wrapped around his waist, my eyes looking up to his. "I meant every word."
"Oh, I know," he said, gently stroking my face. "I know you did."
I swallowed, then turned towards the room I had just come out of, my anger fuelling even more. I hated that he would have it so damn easy. That he wouldn't see his life flash in front of him like Florian's parents did. That he wouldn't feel the gruelling pain and humiliation that Ellinel felt before she died. That he would simply lie here and get away with everything.
"Let me treat you tonight," Florian whispered, causing me to turn back to him.
"Roast?" I asked, and he broke into his breathtaking smile that I knew for a fact that he reserved for just me.
"Roast, baby girl."
He held my hand ti
