Page 20 of Beneath the Mountain Sky
Full-on hysteria.
Everything happened so fast.
This morning, I woke up thinking I was going out with Connor and Liam to fell a goddamn tree, but instead, I found the woman I thought I would spend the rest of my life with, the woman who left me and shattered my heart a year ago, practically dead in the fucking water.
And now she can’t even tell me how she got there or explain any of it.
“Please, Honeybee…”
There’s only one woman on this planet I would get on my knees and beg for, and it’s this one.
If I have to drop to this shitty linoleum in front of Raven, knowing full well it will end up on her gossip page tomorrow, I would still do it.
And using that nickname for her might have been playing dirty, but when it comes to her, I’m willing to do anything.
Willow looks at Raven and squeezes her hand, giving her a soft smile that pulls at her split lip. “I…I want to go home.”
The way she says the word finally allows me to draw air into my lungs again.
She means the cabin.
Our home.
The place we shared that’s been so cold and empty since she left it.
Raven’s gaze softens until her glare flicks to me. “Are you sure? You left him for a reason…”
I flinch at that, squeezing my eyes closed, rocking back on my feet slightly at the blow. But when I reopen them, Willow isn’t looking at me with any sort of mistrust or anger.
There’s a soft yearning there.
Because she doesn’t remember the fight or what I said.
Willow gives me a smile that tugs at my heart in a way nothing else ever could. “Killian would never hurt me. Not in a million years. I need to go home. I need to go where I feel safe.”
Fuck.
I’ve spent a year wanting her back, wanting to hear words just like that, but now, I can’t even enjoy them. Not when she can’t remember and would despise me if she could.
Raven appears torn between arguing and caving. “And that’s with him?”
Willow nods, wincing slightly at the movement in a way that makes me want to climb into that bed and pull her into my arms. And I would, if I weren’t afraid of hurting her—and of the doctor actually calling security to try to physically remove me.
Not that they could.
But it would cause Willow undue stress to witness their vain attempt.
“If you’re sure.” Raven leans in and kisses Willow on the cheek, then rises to her feet. “Do you need me to bring you anything?”
She glances at me, and I run a hand through my hair, rubbing at the back of my neck. “She took most of her stuff with her. I only have a few things. She’ll need the basics—clothes, toiletries…”
Raven offers a nod. “I’ll drop it off at your place tonight.”
“I won’t be there.”
Her annoyance hardens her gaze. “Then I’ll leave it with Liam.”
I nod my agreement, not about to get into another argument with her by mentioning she could also leave it with Connor just as easily. Knowing the animosity between those two, there’s no question about why she didn’t mention that possibility.
