"Why?”
“I can’t control this rage in me. You stay and I will break you. I know it, Claire. You know it. You’re almost broken now. You need to go now before I finish you off. I’m that f****d. And you’re that close.
Take your casino money, hock the ring, and go. Leave town. Have a nice life. Don’t ever let me know where you are. Don’t.”
I stared at the muscled details of his back as he resumed punching.
I stepped to the side and caught his profile. His jaw was tight, his eyes were narrow and he was punching the bag so hard.
“One.” He said through gritted teeth and then there was a loud thud as he punched the bag.
“I don’t wanna go.”
“Two,” he said and punched the bag harder.
“Azriel, I don’t.”
“Three. I don’t have the necklace, Claire. It can’t stop me.” He said through gritted tee
