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And shelikedit.

I think that scared me the most.

Shewantedme to take his life and Iwantedto please her.

She had power over me that was dangerous.

I loved her enough that it made me an atomic fucking weapon at her disposal.

I'd gone dark again; to a place I promised myself I would never return to.

A kill was a kill.

But killing for love made it personal.

It was personal now.

All my cards were on the table, and I would have to finish this.

I was all fucking in.

Regardless of whether she chose me or not, I was in too damn deep to walk away.

Her staying alive was my goal.

It was all I could do.

The things I was going to have to do would split us apart.

But I wouldn’t stop.

She was going tolive.

If I had to die to make that happen, then so fucking be it.

I'd been ready for death a long time now.

But it was going to be worth it.

If I was going out, I was taking that piece of shit with me.

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Chapter Twenty-Six

Hope

The knocking on the front door that had begun several minutes ago, had now progressed into loud hammering.

I didn’t care who was there.

I expected whoever was at the door would eventually give up and go away.

Either way, I had no intentions of answering.

It could be one of two people, and both would be looking for Jordan.

He wasn’t here – hadn't even come home last night.

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