Page 219 of Eternal
And I did. Ido.
Every time she looked at me with those eyes and still smiled, it gutted me.
That should’ve been enough to make me stop.
I push myself up with a groan, the world tilting sideways. My hand goes straight to the wound, blood soaked through the bandage she half-assed after drugging me, a mercy, or guilt. I don’t know.
The door is locked from the outside. Of course it is.
A broken laugh slips out of my throat.
She drugged me, and she stitched me up just enough so I wouldn’t die, then she left.
My smart partner.
I slide down the door, resting my head against it, wincing, still laughing at this situation. The apartment is wrecked, plates shattered, papers scattered, like a storm tore through it. A storm namedAzra.
And for a moment, I just sit there, breathing through the pain, staring at the destruction she left in her wake.
Proud. Fucking proud of her.
She’s finally becoming everything the world made her, and maybe that’s what terrifies me most.
Because I still want her.
Even now.Especiallynow.
Where is she?
Probably at Viktor’s house, so I need to get there.
I need to talk to her, to tell her I’m on her side, that I understand, that I want to help her, even if it means making myself a target.
But will she believe me?
She feltbetrayed.
She feltused.
And she hatesme.
I need to get up and find a way out of here.
My eyes land on the only thing in the apartment she didn’t destroy… A vase of irises on the table.
Still standing, still fucking intact.
I want to scream. I was stupid thinking this would be simple. The moment I saw her, I knew she’d fuck up my life, I just never expected the fuckup to feel this warm.
Thisright.
She cried, and she wrecked everything in this place, like grief lived in her bones and exploded all over the walls. And I reminded her of that, because I lied, like they lied to her.
I hate them.
I hate them all for making her go through that.
For breaking every hope in her, for leaving me with pieces I don’t know how to hold.
