He needs me.
A beat passes. The room growing smaller around us as we remain locked in a standoff.
He thinks he’ll hurt me.
He thinks I can’t handle the darkness inside him.
He’s wrong.
And I’m determined to prove it.
33
ELLIOT
My head and my heart war as I stare down at Abigail.
My Abigail. My sweet and innocent Abigail.
She looks up at me with wide, pleading eyes.
She so desperately wants to give me what I need.I think she understands what that entails as well.But the real question is, can I allow it to happen?
Since Dad cornered her in her dorm room, everything has been slipping away.The tight control I like to keep has been falling through my fingers like grains of sand.
All I want is to take care of her, to give her the kind of life she deserves.
But I have nothing.
Literally nothing.
The stack of legal papers sitting on the dining table behind me are evidence of that.My father, my own blood, has written me out of everything I was previously entitled to.
The only thing I have left is my surname because legally he can’t take that.
My inheritance, my trust fund, my family… All gone.
Honestly, I don’t really give a shit about the money. Sure, it’s nice to have, but there are so many more important things in life.
I’ll happily earn my own if it means I get to have everything else I’ve always been missing.
True love and real family.
Still, losing the only kind of life I’ve ever known terrifies me.
I have nothing to offer Abigail. I’m not even sure if the clothes on my back belong to me right now.
I wouldn’t put it past my father to turn up here and demand I hand over everything that’s been purchased by Eaton money.
If it weren’t for Christian, I wouldn’t have a school to attend or a place to live right now.
I didn’t even know Oak had said anything to him, let alone got involved to help me out.
I suck in a breath and close my eyes, hating how I feel right now.
“Elliot, please,” Abigail whispers. “Let me?—”
Before I know what I’m doing, my hand slides against hers and my fingers grip tightly.