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Moose moved toward her, and Fran’s face turned white as she ran out the door. Luna pushed me into a booth as tears poured out of my eyes.

Luna got up and let Moose move into the booth with me. He wrapped his big arms around me and just sighed.

“I’m gonna fucking kill him. Fran is crazy, and I told him to stay away from her. I’m so sorry, Sav.”

My body shook as more tears burst out. “I love him, Moose. I love him so much.”

“Shhh. I know, baby girl. I should have never let him near you. Fuck.”

Luna tapped Moose on the arm and slowly helped move me out of the booth.

“Let’s get you home, Sav. I got her, Moose, don't worry.”

He nodded as Luna led me out of the diner. The Prospect followed behind us as Luna walked me toward my building.

She helped me up the stairs, and I handed her my keys. Luna opened the door and guided me to my bedroom, helping me put yoga pants and a tank on.

“Let’s get you in bed. I’m gonna stay right here. I got you, girl.”

More tears rolled down my face as Luna crawled into bed and held me like I was a child.

“I’ve been through so much, but I’ve never hurt as bad as this. My entire soul hurts, Luna.”

She gently stroked my hair. “I know, babe. I know. Heartbreak is the worst. Especially when you fall so hard for somebody.”

I cried and cried until there was nothing left in my body. Luna held me the entire time, like a mother holding her hurt child.

Slowly my red swollen eyes closed, giving them a break from crying only to giveaway to dreams of Hawk.

Aweekhadgoneby and I hadn’t heard a thing from Hawk. Part of me was relieved, but the other part wanted him to fight for me. To keep pushing to win me back.

I was so confused about what I wanted. Everything was a jumbled mess in my head. But him not even trying showed me how little he truly cared for me.

My mind told me to let go, but my damn heart kept hanging on. To change its mind, I scoured the internet for articles on his past.

It still blew me away that he was an OBGYN in New York frigging City. How could such a prominent doctor turn to this motorcycle club lifestyle and leave all of that behind?

Did he have a family? Was he still in contact or did he drop them, too?

I had so many questions, but no way to get them without talking to Hawk. As much as I wanted to, my heart couldn’t handle it right now.

Closing the laptop, I quickly got ready for work. I still had bills to pay and wasn’t going to fall behind over a broken heart.

I opened the door and stepped back. There was a box sitting on my welcome mat and I quickly brought it in, locking the door behind me.

The box was long, but not too deep. I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut the tape off. Opening the box, I moved away the tissue paper.

Inside, there was a beautiful bouquet. It was the same one Hawk gave me when he showed up with a bag of chocolate; pale orange daisies, peach and white roses, and a mix of myrtle, ivy, and ferns.

I pushed the tears back as I placed the flowers in a vase of flowers. There was a note underneath them from Hawk.

Savannah, Words can’t express how sorry I am. If I could do it all over again, I would. Please call me. -Hawk

I threw the card on the table and walked out the door. Once again, my mind jumbled with my thoughts. My heart was being pulled in so many different directions, and I didn’t know which one to follow.

As I walked down Main Street, I could sense somebody behind me. Grabbing my keys, I turned, ready to strike. The Prospect, Beckett, was standing behind me with a goofy grin on his face.

“Hey, Sav.”

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