LOGINRhiannon’s POV~ I jolted awake with a gasp that turned into a coughing fit. My lungs seized, sending sharp pain radiating through my chest with each hack. The dream, nightmare, or whatever the hell that had been with Aunt Elena holding a gun, dissolved like smoke. None of it had been real. The p
Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. "Then I'll keep you here. In this hospital. Under guard. Until whoever tried to kill you is caught and dealt with." He tilted his head. "Is that really what you want? To be trapped in a hospital bed while I hunt down the person who set that fire?" No. God, n
Rhiannon’s POV~ The door burst open. A nurse rushed in, a clipboard in hand, her eyes wide with that particular brand of medical urgency that meant something was wrong. "Mr. Blackwood, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we need to run another chest X-ray. Her oxygen levels are dropping and—" "Get out."
Rhiannon’s POV~ There was a chorus of protests, medical jargon I was too exhausted to follow, but Kieran just stared them down until, one by one, they filed out. The door clicked shut behind the last one, leaving us alone. The silence was almost worse than the chaos had been. Kieran turned back t
"Stay with me." His voice cut through the encroaching darkness, desperately. "Rhiannon, stay with me. Don't you dare—" But I was already gone. ——————- The first thing I became aware of was the beeping. It was annoying as hell. The second thing was the shouting. "—don't give a fuck what hospita
Rhiannon’s POV~ I needed to stand up. I was still on the ground where Kieran had left me, and people were starting to gather. Their voices washed over me. Some were concerned, some frightened, some curious but I couldn't make out individual words. Everything sounded like I was underwater. Get u
Marcus’s POV~ "But you looked at her. When she left. You looked at her like—" "I said don't be stupid." My voice was getting louder now. It wasn’t even a shout. Not yet. But it was close that. And the room went silent as well. Emilia went quiet. Good. I continued to drink. The whiskey kept bu
Marcus’s POV~ That scream saved my life. Not literally. But close. Because I was driving one-forty on a road that curved left toward a cliff and I didn't remember deciding to turn. My hands were on the wheel. My foot was on the gas. The headlights were cutting through the dark and I was starin
And that was the problem. I didn't know where I was going. My hands were on the wheel. My foot was on the gas. The streetlights were passing by in a blur. And I had no idea where I was headed. Home? I almost laughed. Home. That empty house. That cold house. The one where Rhiannon used to leave t
Marcus’s POV~ I stood there. My hand on the car door. Not opening it. Just standing there. Staring at the passenger seat through the window like it owed me something. It was empty. That seat used to have Rhiannon in it. Her legs crossed at the ankle. Her bag on her lap. Her head tilted against t







