Page 98 of Hupotasso
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But the damage has been done.
Eleanor’s face turns ashen as Falcon turns slowly to look at me, his eyes meeting mine. All I see in his is anguish.
“Ask me,” I moan, my heart breaking where I stand.
“I won’t,” he whispers. “I’ve made every mistake possible, done everything to push you away. It took losing you for me to finally admit that I love you — have loved you since we met. I’ll never doubt you again, Angie.”
Tears stream down my cheeks as I shake my head. He loves me.Loves me. Despite everything, despite it all, as I love him.
But the lies come, as commanded.
“I never loved you, Falcon.”
I swallow the lump in my throat and ignore his barely audible gasp as I deliver the death blow to our marriage.
“The baby is Jags.”
