All Chapters of It Kills Me: A Forbidden Dark Romance: Chapter 301 - Chapter 305

Axel was already outside the vehicle when I rounded the corner. He’d been leaning against the truck, his phone in his grip. When he spotted me and the bag, he hustled toward me. “Holy shit, you got it?” He relieved me of the bag and set it on the ground. “Turn on your flashlight.”I pulled out my phone and pointed the light at the bag.He opened it and looked inside.“How will you know it’s him?”“The brand of clothes. His pant size. Stuff like that.” He reached inside and examined one of the boots before he continued to look. Then he pulled out a black watch. He paused to study it like he recognized it. “Yeah, this is him.” He returned the watch and zipped up the bag.“How are you sure? It’s just a black watch.”He put the bag in the back of the truck. “Just trust me.”Axel followed me to Theo’s house after I picked up my car, and we walked in together. He carried the duffel bag at his side then gently placed it on the rug in the foyer. I texted Theo and asked him to meet me downstai

Epilogue IAstridOne Year LaterI looked at the headstones under which my parents were laid to rest, my mother on the bottom, my father on top, and then I placed the two bouquets of flowers in the stone vases. They were close to an oak tree, so there was shade on that beautiful, warm day.There were days when the loss didn’t bother me. And there were others when it brought me to tears.Today, it was somewhere in between.I’d lived with Theo for the past year, and there had been more joy in that one year than I’d known my entire life. Even on my best day with Bolton, it didn’t come close to what we had, the peace that we’d built together.Theo hadn’t asked me to marry him, but I wasn’t in a rush. Whenever he was ready, he would ask.And I would say yes.“I know you both would love him.” They would love him despite his past. Love him despite the blood on his hands. Because he was a reformed man, a man who had walked away from everything for me. “And I think he would love you too.”When

I knocked on the door to her dressing room before I opened the door.She was in a tight white dress, a sleeveless gown that hugged her petite frame and put her tits right on display. Her hair was curled and pinned to one side, her makeup light instead of overdone.She gave a small gasp when she saw my reflection in the mirror. “Theo…is everything okay?”I closed the door behind me and approached her, looking her up and down, unable to believe that she would be my wife, because she was so fucking perfect. Not just on the outside…but fucking gorgeous on the inside. Her goodness shone in her eyes like stars in the heavens. “Everything is fine, but I wanted to talk to you.”She turned around to face me directly. “Then, everything is not fine.”“Astrid.” I came closer, making sure not to touch her even though I desperately wanted to… in case this didn’t work. “I just think we should talk about this one last time before we do this.”“Talk about what?” Her eyes shifted back and forth between