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PROLOGUE
BLAKE
There’sa chance that I’ve lost her.
That years of memories, of happiness, of loving her, could all be gone.
If I did lose her and everything that made us, us is gone, all it took was one punch. One broken jaw. A single call to the police and all that we’ve had, all that we have built throughout the years of friendship, has been thrown in the toilet. Flushed away to never be seen again.
I might have ruined what we had and now there’s a possibility that we will never be the same. We will never be as close as we were. She will never look at me the same way. She’ll most likely never again give me the smile that I love so much.Not after what I did this morning.
The way that she looked at me may now be ruined and it’s all my fucking fault.
And all because I didn’t tell her sooner.
All because I thought that she would always be with me, be at my side and be mine in some capacity, no matter what. Fear may not have let me make her my everything, but at the very least I would have my best friend.
All I had to do so that this never would have happened, was to tell the girl that has been in my life since I was five, three little words. Words that I’ve wanted to give her for a long time and actually meant. Words that would have changed everything.
But I didn’t.
Now here I am sitting in a jail cell, with thoughts that I’ve lost her forever circling through my head.
All I had to say was ‘I love you’, when she was in my bed, when my team won the cup, when we had dinner every night, before she met that fucking asshole, and we wouldn’t be in this mess.
We would be at home, and she would be in my arms and I would be kissing her body, marking it as mine once and for all, for nobody else to ever touch again.
But I’m an idiot. An asshole that was just trying to protect her and wasn’t listening when she screamed at me to stop.
There’s a chance that because of my actions, she will never talk to me again. That she would take his side and never look back.
There’s a chance I’ve lost her for good.
And I have nobody to blame for it but myself.
CHAPTER ONE
SOPHIA
Present day
This was supposedto be the week that I finally did it.
After weeks of feeling scared and trying to find the courage to leave, I was finally going to do it. I was finally going to leave the guy that has made me fearful of even talking to my best friend and then I was going to go home and do the one thing that I’ve been running from for years.
I was going to end things with the man that has isolated me from everything that I am and was going to finally tell the man that has owned every part of my heart for as long as I could remember that I wanted to be with him. That I loved him. That I was in love with him. That I didn’t want to lose him, lose us.
Everything was all planned out. On both sides. I knew what I was going to say, I knew what I was going to do, and everything was going how I wanted it to, until it wasn’t.
I never expected to fly to San Francisco on a whim. I never expected for a breakup conversation to go the way that it did. I never expected to be put in a literal corner with no place to go, noplace to run, and for Blake, the man that has been my everything since I was five, to be thrown in a jail cell because of it.
I tried to stop it. I tried to calm him down so that he wouldn’t get hurt but nothing worked. He saw what I was going through and he just flipped, and he did everything he could to take care of me like he has been doing all of our lives.
He was taking care of me but when shit got tough, I wasn’t able to do the same for him.
But that was Sophia of a few hours ago, Sophia of now is going to try everything she can to take care of him. To protect him and make sure that his life, his career isn’t ruined.
Squaring my shoulders and taking a deep breath, I walk into the San Francisco Central Police Station, where I was told Blake was going to be brought for processing and head to the front desk.
