CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
“You’ve completely lost me,” Petra said, her voice rising. “What are you talking about?”
“I never meant for you to get hurt.” Sami pulled out his keys from his pocket and placed them in her hands. “Take my car. Go home. We’ll talk more tomorrow when I come for my girls.” He brought her hands to his lips. “Please forgive me, Petra.” He bolted toward the front door, flung it open and went into the house.
It took her a couple of seconds to catch up with him. “You don’t get to shut me out.” She hissed, stopping Sami from climbing further up the stairs. Crossing her arms over her chest, she tried not to raise her voice and failed. “I deserve better than this.”
“Exactly!” Sami exploded, turning to face her. “You do deserve better. I’m sorry, Petra! Sorry my father dragged
