Page 94 of Killian De Luca

He pulled me into his office, still bandaged up from the bullet wound, and told me how stupid and reckless I was for leaving with Killian.

But he doesn’t understand how I feel about him and how strongly I love him. He has no clue that I would quite literally do anything for him if he asked.

It’s stupid to be this weak over a guy, one I have only known for about five months, but I feel like Killian, and I have thisstrong connection and like we were meant to be together and have our moment.

We were bound to fall in love with one another.

Like Killian said on the island, our fate is written in the stars, and we were meant to fall in love.

Baba understands and so does Mama.

Papa just hates the fact that it’s Killian.

“He’s good,” I say quietly. “He’s just busy dealing with his dad and mom.”

“Do you know how his mom is feeling?”

I shake my head no.

I would love to meet his mom someday. I don’t want to tell him that because obviously things right now between our families are tense, but I know Aria is a sweet woman and she only cares about Killian’s happiness. It’s his dad that I need to worry about.

“I know she isn’t doing well though. He told me that she’s back on chemo again.”

“Poor Killian, having to deal with all that.”

“He’s strong,” I say, believing it.

“And how are you?” I look up at her and furrow my eyebrows as my stomach churns again. I almost feel like there is something stuck in my throat. “About everything?’

“It’s stressful but I believe in Killian and I. That’s why I’m not worried. We’ll be okay,” I say, giving her an encouraging smile but it drops when I feel bile come up my throat.

I fling the blankets off of me and run towards my restroom. I drop down in front of the toilet, and everything comes out.

I can’t stop the vomit from coming out. I feel Baba sitting next to me and holding my hair back.

“It’s okay, you’re okay. You’re doing good, keep going. Get everything out,” she says softly while rubbing my back.

When I’m done, I spit inside the toilet and rest my head on my arms, closing my eyes.

Damn it.

I need a doctor.

I know I do.

But God, it’s not the right time, especially with everything going on and Killian and I just being in the middle of all of it.

“How long has this been happening for? Don’t lie.”

A few weeks after Killian and I had sex for the first time.

But I don’t say that.

“A few weeks,” I lie.

If I tell her it’s been happening for longer than she’ll scold me for not going to the doctor.

She curses in Bulgarian. “Does Killian know?” I look up at Baba and shake my head. She gives me a sad look and shakes her head lightly. “He needs to know.”

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