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“Were you made for me, Pip? Are you mine? Tell me you’re fucking mine.”
“I’m yours, Nate.” She sobs, chasing after her release as itcontinues to build. She’s drenching me, making it nearly impossible to hold back any longer.
“Who do you belong to, Ellie?” I demand, needing to hear her say it.
“You, Nate!”
“Damn right, Pip. Now come all overyourcock.”
She explodes.
Taking me right over the edge with her. I fill her with my come, making sure she takes in every last drop.
She drops her head onto my shoulder, breathing hard and nearly purring with satisfaction.
“Were you showing me the waterfall or did you always have plans to defile me among the fish?” she jokes several minutes later.
“I was naked when you got here, Pip. What do you think?” I tease, and she smacks my chest lightly.
“Well, I’ve got a surprise for you too.” She beams with excitement.
“What’s that?” I ask, grinning at her animated smile.
“We are eating good tonight! We caught two crabs in the trap.” She smiles wide, thrilled to share her news.
“That’s great, baby. I definitely plan to eat well tonight, but I’m not talking about the crab.” I wink before swimming back to the shore, hearing her burst out in laughter behind me.
CHAPTER 44
KATIE (PRESENT)
The grass is soggy with morning dew, causing water to seep into the sides of my black high heels. My feet slip in and out of my shoes as I walk, causing my ankle to scrape against the unforgiving plastic material. I’m going to have several blisters before today is over with.
I welcome the pain.
I would take physical pain over this heart-wrenching ache I am feeling any day.Everyday. If it could change the outcome, the reality of what’s happening right now? I would beg for a thousand blisters and greet the pain with a smile each morning.
I let out a small hiccup, and quickly cup my hands to my mouth, trying desperately to rein in my tears. I can’t cry yet. Once I’m alone, I can let it out. Right now, I need to be strong. I need to wear a mask. I need to be the Katie everyone expects me to be.
The weight of my sorrow presses down on my chest until it feels like I’m drowning. Like everyone around me is watching me inhale water into my lungs, but they do nothing to stop it. Black circles dance along my vision, and my head feels weightless.I drag a long breath through my nose, praying it relieves me of the crushing heaviness in my heart.
One of the other guests walks by, bumping my elbow as he passes. It knocks me out of my trance, and I take a huge gasping breath, as though I’d been holding it for minutes. The crushing sensation finally passes, and my vision returns to normal. I bend over, clutching my stomach while taking in mouthfuls of oxygen I’d been neglecting myself.
I stand upright before I cause a scene—fixing my mask. Bending my head back, I look up to the clouds. Are they up there? Does life after death truly exist? For them? For me?
Grey clouds scatter across the sky, casting a dusky ambiance while darkening the once luminous sun. A thunderstorm is brewing. I can smell it in the air as it churns in the muggy breeze. I welcome the unintended drama it brings to such a miserable, melancholy day.
It’s the day I bury my fiancé and my sister.
I gasp, the thought causing the icy grip of grief to squeeze my heart, so tight I feel as though it’s stopped beating altogether. This can’t be happening. I want this unbearable nightmare to end. I want to wake up cuddled into Nate’s chest. I want to call my sister and make plans for my wedding.
A wedding I no longer get to have.
A wedding I wasnevergoing to have.
Rather than accept that, I sent my sister and the man I love to their deaths. They died because I refused to recognize what was right in front of my face. Nathan loved Ellie. She was the girl, the one he would always love more than me. The reason he could never truly give me his heart.
I should have been on that plane. I should have died next to my sister. Instead, I sent her off with the man who loved her.I was testing her.I put her in the position to hurt me, just so I could prove to myself that there is no one in this world I can truly trust. A truth I believed before meeting Nathan, and one Ishould have never forgotten. Everyone you care about will eventually hurt you.
