LOGINShe'd be happy without me. I pressed the heels of my hands against my eyes. "I don't want to hurt you anymore, Scarlett." The words barely made it out of my throat. "I don't want you to ever suffer because of me again." I got up and walked out of my room, across the landing and into Scarlett's
WARNING: This chapter may be triggering for some readers. Proceed with caution. TASHA The house was silent when I let myself in. Not the comfortable silence of an empty home, but a heavy one that hung in every room, the kind of quiet that made me feel like the walls were holding their breath and
I took out my phone and stared at Daniel's number. He'd know what to do. He always seemed to know what to do. But I thought of the bombs, of Agnes walking out of that hotel in Scarlett's dress, of the arrests and the investigations and everything still waiting on his desk. He'd already done so m
TASHA I stood outside that door for what felt like a lifetime, my heart slamming so hard it hurt, and tears pouring down my face faster than I could wipe them away. "Please, Scarlett," I whispered to the door. "Please wake up. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." On the other side, voices kept shouti
"You look terrible." Of course she'd say that. Of course. I sat back down on the edge of the bed and took her hand in both of mine. "I'm sorry." My voice broke on the second word, and I didn't bother trying to fix it. "I'm so sorry, Scarlett. This is my fault. All of it. I should have had men
Tasha flinched as if I'd slapped her. "Get lost." I stepped back to clear her path. "Walk out of this hospital and keep walking. I never, ever want to set my eyes on you again." For a moment, she didn't move. Her mouth opened. I watched her decide against whatever she'd been about to say. Then






