Page 65 of Rebellion

And whether he could forgive her for the things she’d kept from him.

Well, you only have to tell him the reason you were dating that pig.

He wouldn’t like it.

But she had done it to protect him.

The other secret was safe now. Oleg couldn’t tell him about what she’d done. Not when he was about to die.

Her secret would die with him.

So why didn’t she feel relieved?

Perhaps it was because Sacha was still going to flip. Or maybe it was because everything had changed so suddenly and she was having trouble trying to keep up.

Being free from Oleg was all she’d wanted. Yet all she felt was wrong... dirty. The way he’d touched her.

Sofia’s whole body shuddered in disgust, and just the memory sent panic through her whole being, leaving her weak and nauseous once more.

Keep it together.

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“You aren’t going anywhere,” Colm barked, obviously having heard her last statement, as he walked into the room carrying a tray. He set it down on the coffee table, and she couldn’t help but stare down at it in surprise.

Hot chocolate and cookies?

Tonight felt more like a bourbon and... and more bourbon kind of night.

“Colm,” Miller said warningly.

“No one is going anywhere.”

Maybe she’d just go straight to the hospital and get this over with. But it was late... after midnight if the wall clock was correct and Sacha needed his rest.

Colm grunted. Then, a blanket was placed over her. Sofia gave a jolt of surprise, nearly hissing in pain as her back protested.

“You’re cold. I can see you shivering.”

She was?

Huh. She hadn’t even noticed.

After giving Miller a blanket, he moved to the window to stand silently.

Maybe she should insist on leaving again. But it seemed pointless. So she just stared at the hot chocolate and tried to get her confused brain to put everything together.

Sofia wasn’t sure how long they sat there until Rogan entered the room and sat on the sofa next to Miller, pulling her onto his lap.

Sofia waited for a stab of jealousy. But it seemed she’d managed to ultimately stifle her emotions.

Huh.

Well, that was probably for the best.

“What were you thinking? Why did you leave the house?” Rogan asked her.

“I got a call. The person said Sofia would die unless I came with them. And that if I told anyone, they’d kill her. So I quickly wrote the note, hoping they weren’t able to see me. I’m sorry.”

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