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“No, only the fear of a new city, a new baby, and a club I don’t know.”

“You’ll be the President’s old lady. You won’t be left alone even if you want it.”

“So I can’t twist your arm and make you come?”

“No.”

“Well, what are going to do?” I was serious now. Clearly she was unhappy. She missed Trigger, and that man had a huge ego to ever go back. “You can’t just keep waiting for Trigger to change his mind.”

“I’m not,” she snapped. “I’m planning on getting a job or heading back to university. One of the two, and then get my own place off club land.”

She seemed set on the idea.

“I’ll miss you.” I tilted my head to the side, smiling at her. “Even though you drive me mental most of the time.”

A smug expression captured her face and she sat completely up. “Yeah, I’ll miss you too.”

And there it was. It wasn’t overemotional or over the top, but it was our good-bye. She would miss me, and I would miss her. But sometimes life separates us for a reason. Even if we can’t understand that reason or if it terrifies us. Sometimes you just have to walk into the unknown by yourself.

Chapter 24

Reaper

Sometimes the weight of the worries from this world can cause you to miss out on life. Life passes by while you deal with the heaviness of the life we are given. The mistakes we make frame us and lead us to make bad decisions or worse, freeze us in that moment.

I think that is the worse pain of all. Being stuck in the aftermath of a mistake. I was stuck. Every time I looked at Abby, I was drawn back to how I had nearly lost her. How I couldn’t save her. That the bullets she took were for me.

Her laughter, her smile, and those eyes, gone.

I loved her. The word love didn’t really cover what I felt for her. My heart ached without her. My world was empty, and my reason for living didn’t matter anymore.

She was everything.

Is everything.

“Babe, I think my belly has grown another five inches overnight, is that possible?” She staggered out of the bathroom, her eyes glued on her stomach.

“No, babe.”

“Well, do you think I look bigger?” She planted her hands on her hips and stared at me.

Now this was a loaded question. Answer yes and she will go all guns blazing on my ass, and answer no and she will think I don’t care.

“I think you and the baby look perfect. Now why are you out of bed?” Change the subject and save my balls from being kicked. It was only early, and I was off to a fine start.

“Because I still have all this to pack.” She waved her arms around the basically empty room. “Do you have any idea how long it will take me to box all this shit up?”

Two minutes?

“You’re doing a great job, babe.”

“It’s not like the things jump into boxes themselves, you know.” She strolled across the room. “I’ve had to wrap, fold, and in your case, clean nearly everything. You sure the new place is going to be big enough for us?”

“It’s a house; I think what we can store in two bedrooms will fit into a house.”

“Don’t use that tone with me.” Her eyes sharpened.

Here we go.

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