Page 132 of Sage Haven
A blade sliding between my ribs.
I stood there, frozen, as the weight of it sank deep.
Klay.
The man she trusted.
The man who was supposed to protect her.
Had looked her in the eyes and called her a liar.
My stomach twisted violently.
I leaned back against the wall, bracing myself against the sickness that swelled in my gut.
But when I looked at her, it was already too late.
The tears had started falling.
Silent.
Slow.
She buried her face in her hands.
Her shoulders shook, small, violent tremors.
Like she was trying to shake them off.
Shake them out of her skin.
But it wasn’t working.
And she was breaking all over again.
I wanted to go to her.
I wanted to cross the space between us and pull her into my arms.
But the air between us was too heavy.
Too fragile.
I didn’t trust myself not to shatter her completely.
“Do you remember anything about the men?” my voice was tight. Controlled.
Barely.
She shook her head but spoke anyway, “Just that they said their brother was rude for not sharing me.”
I went still.
So still it hurt.
“Their brother?” I said it like it wasn’t a loaded question. Like it wasn’t tearing through my mind like wildfire.
“Yes.”
