Chapter 90 ✮⋆˙ 90 ˙⋆✮

Knox did not stop me when I walked away, and somehow that hurt worse than if he had locked the door.

I had braced for the old version of him.

A hand around my wrist. His body in the doorway. That low, impossible voice telling me I was too hurt, too exposed, too hunted to leave a conversation that ...