Page 81 of Rose
She just sat there, shaking—eyes still glued to the same empty space she’d been staring at for almost an hour. More tears slipped down her face, silent, helpless. The sight made something crack inside him.
“Allure…” he said softly, kneeling to her level.
Her voice cut through the night like glass.
“Leave me alone, Savior.”
Still, she wouldn’t look at him.
He reached for her hand, gentle, but she jerked like his touch burned. “Don’t—don’t touch me!” she snapped, yanking away. Her voice shattered as her eyes finally met his. “Why the fuck would you do that!? Why do you always do crazy ass shit? You a fucking lunatic!”
Savior didn’t flinch.
“I told you what would happen if you kept fucking with that nigga,” he said coolly, his hand still out. “Now get out the car.”
She launched out of the seat.
And slapped the shit out of him.
The sound cracked across the wind, but he didn’t even blink. Her hand hit his face again, then his chest. Over and over. Her fists were weak, but her pain wasn’t.
She was sobbing now. Loud, angry, broken sobs that didn’t sound like her.
He finally caught her wrists, stopping the blows, and backed her into the side of the car. He didn’t press her hard. Just held her still. Firm. Safe.
“Why you crying and shaking, Allure?” he asked, watching her closely.
Her eyes narrowed. “The fuck you mean—why am I—?” she choked out, her voice rising. “Youblew upa nigga’s car! Right in front of me, Savior! I could’ve died! I could’ve—”
Her voice faltered.
Her gaze drifted from him, and her whole body stiffened.
“Burned,” she whispered. “That fire... I—I...”
Savior’s stomach dropped.
She wasn’t looking at him anymore. She wasn’t evenhereanymore.
Her breath caught in her throat. She gasped. Once. Twice. Then again, faster. Her knees buckled, but he caught her. Her chest was rising too fast. Her hands trembled as she looked down, panicked.
“I’m bleeding… I’m bleeding!” she cried out, clawing at her stomach.
Savior followed her hands.
There was no blood.
But her mind didn’t know that.
“Allure, baby,” he said gently. “You’re not bleeding. You’re safe.”
She didn’t hear him.
Her arms shook, fingers twitching as if she could feel the heat of the fire again. Her lips moved, whispering things he couldn’t hear. Things hedidn’twant to hear. Her eyes squeezed shut.
“I burned... I couldn’t move... my baby—my hus—”
“Ahzii,” Savior said sharply. “Look at me.”
