"Go," he asks me.
"No," I sob, pressing my forehead against his. "I won’t."
"Please," his voice breaks. "Please, baby… go."
"No," I shake my head more fiercely. "There’s no way out anymore. It’s over."
"Katarina," I feel him trembling, his chest rising and falling sharply. "Please… please, I beg you."
"No."
"GO! I’m ordering you to leave!" He thrashes like a wild animal, fighting the handcuffs, hurting his wrists even more. "Get the f**k out of here! GO!"
"I told you no!"
"Go, go, get the hell out of here!" He keeps shaking, and his desperation makes me sob harder.
"I will never walk away from you, Killian Colleman."
"Katarina," he breathes my name shakily. His eyes close, his face twisting into the most raw, devastating expression of pain I have ever seen.
First it’s a tear sli
