Page 247 of When We Fall: Part Two
This was definitely not my Sunshine. This was a girl who…
I couldn’t think the thought. It was killing me inside.
“I can put money into your account if you need it. Working at a diner is a little beneath you, Sunshine?—”
“Go to hell.” Her green eyes snapped to me. “I don’t need your fucking money, Enzo.”
“Right. You have a job now.”
“I do. I’m doing shit on my own. Stop having your men follow me. Stop acting like you give a damn.”
“I do care?—”
Her eyes moved from my face to the wedding ring on my finger.
“Right.” Her bottom lip trembled. “Just leave me alone.”
“Do you remember my promise to you?”
“Is that what all those were?” She scoffed. “Go to hell.”
She attempted to grab the door handle, but I dragged her to me. She kicked and bucked against me, but I held tightly, pushing her down onto the seat so I was hovering over her, her arms pinned above her head.
“I made a promise to you that I intend on keeping,” I said, staring into her eyes.
“You cheated on me,” she snarled. “Got a girl pregnant! Got married. Get off me. Get the fuck off me!” She fought, and I held her harder, my dick so hard I thought I’d pass the fuck out. It had been way too long since I’d been inside her. Since I kissed her. Since I told her I loved her.
“You cheated first.” I slammed her hands down. She stopped fighting me, tears on her cheeks.
“You fucking cheated first,” I whispered to her, the words gutting me. It was my fault she had, but fuck, it hurt.
She shook beneath me. “You stopped loving me first. When I needed you, you left me.”
“What was his name?”
“Why? So you can kill him, too? Like you just did to your new father-in-law? Like you did to Fox?”
Her words about Fox gutted me. I studied her pretty face. Where I thought I’d see fury was only heartache.
“What’s his name, Sunshine? It’s tormenting me. I just want a name.”
Her bottom lip trembled. I reached out and cradled her face. She closed her eyes at my touch.
Fuck, kiss her. Give in. Tell her everything.
My dick was so fucking hard. I pressed myself against her. She trembled more beneath me. I shifted, putting pressure on her pussy, and a little gasp left her lips.
“Have you fucked anyone?” I husked out. “Ryder? Anson?”
“Leave me alone,” she whispered, crying softly. “Just get out of my life. Please. Just leave me alone.”
“Sunshine—”
“I’m not your Sunshine anymore. Enzo, please. If you ever loved me, you’ll let me go. You’re killing me. Please. I’m begging you to stop. I-I can’t…” She sobbed softly.
I stared down at her, my heart shattering at her words, fear blossoming in my chest. I always thought she’d wait, but now I was terrified that I had been wrong.
“You’re married. You-You’re going to have a baby. Be a father. Please. Let me go. God, let me go.” She wept softly. “I want to live. Please. Please let me.”
