Page 42 of Enthrall Secrets
Chapter 12
France
HE LOOSENED HIS grip.
Relief flooded through me, and I took ragged breaths, trying to refill my lungs.
“Scarlet,” he said, his tone softening, “do you like the taste of death?”
“Please,” I gasped out.
His hand wrapped around my throat again.
“No, please, Danton! I want to live.”
“Admit that’s why you came to France. To kill yourself.”
“Take off my blindfold!”
His fingers tightened around my neck.
“I…admit it,” I stuttered. “I knew Cameron would try to stop me.”
He pulled his hand away. “Firstly, I would never hurt you. Deep down you know that. I need you to see the futility of suicide. It changes nothing. All it does is rid us, the ones left behind, of the ones we love. It rids you of an incredible life that’s waiting for you on the other side.”
“The other side of what?”
“Your pain.”
His answer was that simple.
I wiggled in my bindings, wanting to run from my shame. “I won’t do it again.”
And I meant it. I couldn’t do such a thing now, not after finding him…
“We’re not done,” he said sternly.
Danton was trespassing into my private world and no one had any right to dig around in my thoughts or dredge up these awful feelings.
“I know why you hate yourself,” he whispered.
Pain stabbed my heart. No one knows.
“This one small final step, Scarlet, let me take it with you.”
“What are you going to do?”
“It’s you who must determine why you came to France to die.”
“To rid myself of the pain,” I admitted. “It hurts so bad.”
“You never believed I’d be able to ease your pain, did you? Not really?”
I lowered my head, realizing he was trying to help me. “I’m worthless. No one wants me. I’m only here because you felt sorry for me.”
I’d been living in foster care all my life, going from one fucked up home to the next, never finding peace.
Until now.
