Chapter 100 The One Who Didn't Beg Ch11

• They didn’t talk about forever. Not in the way normal people did. No promises over candlelight, no sweet talk before bed. But tonight, lying in the wreckage of tangled sheets and spilled secrets, he looked at her like he’d never let her go. Like he’d die if she even thought of leaving.
• She saw it in his eyes when he rolled onto his side, arm heavy over her stomach. His voice was rough, like he hated the words he had to say. "You want out, you can go. Right now. Walk out that door and I’ll let you. I’ll let you ruin me. I’ll let you haunt me."
• Her chest tightened. She brushed her fingers over his jaw, felt the tremor he tried to hide. "And if I stay?"