Chapter 118

His words instantly send a heavy dread inside me, pulsing through every limb, an ache in my chest so strong I think my heart will give out. I can’t do anything except sit like stone, eyes wide and frozen, and wait. Wait for whatever it is he needs to tell me with a growing trepidation that this could change everything.

“What?” It’s so strained I don’t recognize my voice, the question impulsive from the agony of what’s coming out of his mouth. I’m paralyzed with fear, knowing only this man has the power to truly destroy me.

“I was beyond drunk, Emma… seriously fucked up… upset… not thinking straight.” He tightens his hold on me as though the words are painful, and he’s scared I’ll run. I’m terrified, my mind racing at a hundred miles an hour with growing dread.

What has he done? Why is he being this way?

“Tell me,” I beg, desperate to end this torture, tears already finding a path down my cheeks as if some part of me already knows what’s happened and is mourni