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A few tears fall, and without thinking, I pick up the pen, and Kimmy whispers, “Rose….” but I don’t look at her as I lift the first page and sign on the dotted line.
“Shit,” Doc curses, and I drop the pen taking a deep breath before shoving the papers towards him, and without looking at him, I ask, “Give them to him for me, please,” before I lay my head back on my pillow and look out of the window, my tears falling fast.
I really hope I haven’t just made the biggest mistake of my life.
Chapter 28
Stone
The music from the club pounds through the walls of my office, a sound that once settled me and helped me concentrate, now annoying as fuck, reminding me of how I met Rose and fell instantly for her. Reminding me of how all my decisions nearly killed her.
I’m supposed to be doing the club's books before I take off for a while, my father who owes me one big time reluctantly agreed to take over my job here and role within the club as long as Doc signs off on it. The booming club outside that door is bringing back too many fucking memories that want to tear my heart out. My guilt builds and fucking builds to the point I’m struggling to breathe.
Who knew falling in love could hurt so fucking much.
I check the monitor quickly, confirming Alfie is watching the floor before getting back to the books.
A Cannibal trainee was lurking around, but soon scampered off when Alfie showed him his knife.
I know Cannon said it isn’t him, but the denim cuts they wear with pride say otherwise. I’ve sent several pictures as proof, but the fucker claims he doesn’t recognize them.
Guess it’s something for my dad and Doc to figure out now.
Shaking my head, I continue with the paperwork, trying not to think about Rose or what she went through.
I wish things were different. I wish I had just sent Elsie packing when I was nineteen, but I can’t change the past. I can’t change that Rose was nearly killed because of me, but I can ensure she’ll never be harmed again. I’ll remove myself from her life, even if it destroys me.
My phone buzzes, gaining my attention, and I sigh as I check it.
Mama
“Fuck off,” I mutter as I drop my phone on my desk, refusing to answer it.
I haven’t spoken to her since all the shit with Dad and James came out, knowing she allowed her husband to feel dirty and unwanted after his ordeal, that she chose herself in that situation like she always fucking chooses herself.
Fuck, the woman screwed someone else, and Dad stayed, yet she couldn’t be there for him in his time of need.
Not even Selena will speak to her. She wants to stay with the Huntsmen MC. She confirmed Hains was their traitor and has settled in well. It doesn’t stop her from sending constant texts demanding that I don’t do something stupid, though.
“Dodging calls again?” a voice from the doorway says, the music from the club suddenly louder, but I don’t look up. Instead, I reply, “Shouldn’t you be at the hospital saving lives?”
Doc hums as he enters my office and closes the door I somehow missed him opening, being in my head as per usual, before he drops papers on my desk and takes a seat.
I look up slightly but tense, seeing what it is.
Fuck.
Did she sign them?
Is she mad?
Have I made the right decision?
“I haven’t turned the page,” Doc admits, “but I watched her sign them after she went on a well-deserved rant, basically calling you selfish.”
“I am selfish,” I confess, “Through everything I have done, all I’ve thought about is myself and how I feel.”
“Bullshit,” Doc snaps, and I look at him. His eyes are hard as he growls, “You love that girl more than anything, and if you were thinking about yourself, it doesn’t matter what she thinks, you would be with her right now, but you’re not. You’re talking about leaving a club you love just so she doesn’t have to see you and be reminded what that bitch did because of you.”
