Don't Tell My Husband
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gainst the damp ground. Since the call, we had been running; even if I attempted to keep the panic from coming through, I could fe
hort, frayed gasps. She stammered, but I
Someone I care about." I offered her less than that. Not a
torted reflections in the puddles at our feet. I stopped, panting, my head whirling. Keeping my
, but also there was something
hreat; every shadow provided cover. My senses were sharp. I entered Ava into the s
out an exhale, the weight of the circumstances de
ks heated, her hair was messy, but she still carried that f
I said, my voice low.
she fixed me. You never indi
answered coldly. "I appreciate Ch
step, her face soften
tle room, snapping, "This is exactly what I was trying to prot
old me responsible for this. Pulling me into yo
pretend you are some naive victim. You used me
s instantaneous, her eyes hurt more. Her voice shaky, she replied, "I didn't ask for a
s. Quietly, "I'm trying to protect you," I replied
shoulders tight. Then t
forward a little. Ava, I
t me, and there was no anxiety for the first
eered at the screen-a blocked number. My p
igid as I respon
"Carter, time is running out. You will play by m
do yo
ost amusing quality. Surrender
ghtly. And then, what
p; you will find out. Refuse, and you will he
ear, every muscle in my body rigid with wrath and terror. Ava
her gaze. "We are
require a
ned aside and shoved the phone i
urn to face her. You cannot simply str
no opti
," she responded angrily.
ng. "This is just what they are looking for. They are
hed tears, she begged, "The
ll her no to keep her safe. "Fine," I responded, my voice scratch
to stiffen her features
nd strength, I drew h
nxiety, the weight of everything collapsing down o
a," I said, my forehea
opened warmly against min
caught in my hair, drawing me in as though we can use pure will to expel the darkness from
ed, my voice now more stea
se them, she said,
Every stride drove us toward peril, yet I was un
the conference-a dilapidated warehouse on the outskirts of the c
I entered. The air seemed weighty and oppressive. Then one
s voice was frail. Relief came over me;
our captor. One man I ha
ng over his face, "Welcome home, Nathani