Page 170 of Diamond Kisses

I stomped on the accelerator. My thigh blazed, my torn arm dripped, and I smiled with twisted happiness.

Driving into a ditch wouldn’t kill me quick enough.

But the next beast I put down most likely would.

I had a few hours left judging by the dark pool glinting on the car floor.

Just a few hours to get there, kill as many cunts as possible, and then…I can sleep.

A deep, wonderful sleep…with her.

Chapter Thirty-One

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Ily

I WOKE TO MY PHONE screeching.

Sitting up, I fumbled for it on the couch where I’d passed out in the Chauhan home.

We’d talked until dawn.

They’d gone to bed holding hands and insisted I stay.

I’d called my parents so they wouldn’t worry and texted Krish that I was okay.

So who…

Blinking at the caller I.D, not recognising the number, I wondered if it was my brother.

The fact that I could come and go without him fretting revealed just how much he didn’t need me anymore.

Most of my life I’d been the only one who could calm him, soothe him.

Now, Tiger had replaced me.

“Hello?” I scrubbed my eyes, brushing away salt residue from all my tears. I ached worse than I had when I’d woken from the dead. All that grief inside me had poured out and made space for yet more to well.

But it’d been healing too.

To talk about him.

To tell his parents just how selfless their son had been. How he’d protected not just me but all the jewels. How he’d become their rock, their leader, their hope.

“Ily?”

I almost dropped my phone.

Thatvoice.

My heart lurched with hope. “Henri?”

“No, it’s me. Q.”

All my hope popped. I heard it now. The French accent where Henri’s was English. But the baritone. The gruffness.

For a split second, I’d been in ecstasy.

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