Chapter 61

• The pacing helps—each step across the marble floor, keeping me from completely falling apart. My ribs ache with every breath, the bruises on my throat throb with my pulse, but none of that matters now. Only the growing certainty that I'm about to destroy the most precious thing in my life.
• This is the right choice, I tell myself, though my hands shake as I trace the same path for the hundredth time. Knox deserves the truth, no matter what it costs.
• The door bursts open without warning, and Knox fills the doorway like an avenging angel. "My love, what's wrong?”