Chapter 43

I catch her by the arm softly and maneuver her to the side, further from Tasha, so she won’t hear us, looking back to make sure she’s headed to a booth, and nod at her to sit down when I catch her eye, lingering near a seat. She does as she is told, and slides in, turning her back to us.

Turning back to Sophie, feeling those tropical blue, large untrusting eyes hit me full on, I hesitate and lose my courage, doubt hitting me hard that I’m really doing the right thing for us. She looks afraid, even though she’s trying to hide it and I hate that I have this power over both of them, that this is the situation I find myself in.

There is no good outcome on either side of this. Looking at that beautiful face, filled with anger and fear, brimming in the depths and her wall coming up to lock me out. Hate that I’m doing this to her, hate that I’m the one hurting her, but it only strengthens my resolve to do this.

None of us can move on until I make a choice and we can’t kee