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“I don’t even know how to tell you this,” he finally says, and my heart jumps into my throat.Whatever he has to say has more to do with me rather than him.I hate that Carla has somehow inserted herself into our relationship and made Finn this worried about sharing something with me.
Whatever has happened isn’t his fault, and I would never hold against him what she did.
I squeeze his hand and give him a reassuring smile, trying to help him move this conversation along.
“So, remember that day we had sex in the living room?”Finn asks, and I watch his face flush bright red and spread down his neck.
I nod my head, now feeling completely uneasy and my mind is wandering to all the horrible scenarios that could have come from that day.
“Carla was watching us,” he quickly spits out and my mouth drops open even though I know that isn’t the worst of it.“She recorded us having sex and sent it to me from an unknown number.”
Once Finn gets that out, everything else falls from his lips in a rush, but he spares no details.
“Detective Greenwood used the video to determine that a reflection in the window of my house was of Carla and that was enough to execute a search warrant for her house.”
“Who else knows about this video?”I ask, my voice shaky as I try to hide my embarrassment and the fear it brings over my total lack of privacy.
Ryan’s head whips to look at Finn and I suddenly want to punch Ryan and then throw up.
“Oh my fucking god!You told my brother before you told me?”
“Fuck, Sarah, I know.I’m sorry.I realize now what a stupid idea that was, but please trust me, I had the best of intentions.”
I do trust him, but it doesn’t mean this invasion of privacy that has now been shared with more people than I ever wanted to be, makes it any less horrible.
“Detective Greenwood and the investigation team are the only people who saw the video, though,” Finn adds, as if complete strangers seeing me fucking my boyfriend is any better.It’s awful no matter how I look at it.
“I’m going to fucking kill her,” I mutter, my embarrassment now turning to anger.
I hate that Finn kept this from me, that Carla made him feel so uneasy and so uncomfortable with what she did, that he felt he couldn’t tell me.
“I don’t doubt you could,” Finn jokes, giving me a cheeky smile.“But hold that thought because Greenwood can’t seem to find her.”
“What do you mean?”I ask, my anxiety returning full force.
“After the search of her house, they found enough evidence to arrest her for stalking, but she seems to have disappeared.”
Finn is trying to remain impassive but I can see the concern that washes over his face.
His hand is still in mine and he clutches it tighter as he begins to speak.“When I couldn’t get hold of you, I thought she had found you.I was so scared, Sarah.”
I hate that our relationship brought this on, but she can get fucked if she thinks I’m giving up that easily.Finn was never hers and her delusional behavior doesn’t make him hers either.
“Well, what’s next?”I ask, running on adrenaline and anger.She’s pissed me off once and for all, and I’m not sitting idly by and letting her ruin what Finn and I have.I’m also done with her making Finn feel like he can’t share what he’s going through with me.
Ryan shakes his head and mutters something about me being Finn’s problem now.
“What’s next,” Finn echoes, his eyebrows rising on his forehead, “is that you are staying out of this.You’re already involved by proxy and that’s more than enough for me.”
“You’re no fun,” I quip back jokingly, but knowing full well what happens now is out of our hands.We need to let Greenwood take it from here.Finn has done all he can without compromising the integrity of the investigation.
Ryan drops us off at Finn’s house, but walks in with us and helps Finn check the house for anything amiss.When everything looks to be in place, Ryan gives me a quick hug and tells me he’s proud of me despite his annoyance with my need to take things into my own hands.
“Stay out of this Carla bullshit,” Ryan warns, shaking a finger at me as he walks out to his car.
And as much as I’d like to get involved, I’m out because I wouldn’t risk Finn’s reputation.Our relationship is a reflection on him and as the Chief of Police he needs to maintain a persona that shows his professionalism, even more so now than ever.
As soon as the front door closes, Finn pulls me into his arms, his embrace firm and comforting.
