Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
The last day and a half with him had been more than I expected and all that I’d dreamed of, and now I was about to hurt him. I couldn’t let myself think of his reaction to my leaving though. I have to keep my head clear for what I’m about to do.
I hoped one day he’d understand, that he’d know I wouldn’t have left him if I had any other choice. Then I recalled the words he’d whispered to me in bed, remembered the sound of his voice when he told me he wanted me to have his child, and my womb contracted with the memory.
I looked around my surroundings once we left the car for the gravesite. Nothing but trees and headstones. There were no landmarks anywhere except a lone building, but I’m sure the building had a bathroom at least. I’d decided to use that as my excuse.
Again I barely heard anything that was going on and felt almost removed from the situation. Even when they lowered the casket I felt nothing. But the tears I shed at the thought of never seeing Gavin again would play well in the tabloids. I hated the thought that the world would believe I was mourning the monster that was being buried, but there was no hope for it.
As soon as the burial was over I made my excuses and headed fast for the restroom. I fumbled for my phone on the way there and checked the time. The Uber car was already on the way with a five-minute arrival time.
All I have to do is stay hidden until then, then make a run for it. My father in law wouldn’t dare breach etiquette and follow me in here I’m sure and my mother in law was already ten sheets to the wind so I doubt she’d even notice.
Shoot, there’s a line of cars out there, would the driver drive up to the building or will I have to walk past them? Obviously I hadn’t thought this through well enough but it was the only option I had.
I sat in the stall watching the car on the screen as it got closer, my knees shaking like a leaf and my stomach somewhere on the floor. There were too many thoughts in my head but I’d gone too far to turn back now.
It’s obvious the senator has no plans on letting me go. I can’t stay here. Even in the comfort of Gavin’s high rise apartment he can still reach me. He’d proven that when he sent his watchdog after me there.
But Gavin, how can I live without seeing him again? Will he understand? Or will he grow to hate me? I grabbed my stomach from the sudden pain that thought brought.
Tears fell from my eyes, tears that hadn’t been there for the dead made tracks down my face as I thought of all the lonely nights ahead. I know that I’ll never share what we had with anyone else, that I’ll never love this way again; how could I? He owns me completely and has since the moment we met.
Living without him now that we’d had this time together no matter how short will be like living without an organ. But to keep him safe I have to do it. The senator will never give him any peace if I go back to him.
I watched on the screen as the car pulled up outside. There’s no more time for thought, it’s now or never. I took a deep calming breath and opened the door barely daring to breathe as I headed for the exit. I should’ve known it wouldn’t be that easy. I lost all the air in my lungs when I stopped short of walking into the senator.
The look on his face made my heart stop and I was tempted to scream. “You little bitch…” He reached out his hand to grab me and I almost fainted with fear. In those few seconds I felt defeat and knew that I’d lost my one chance of escape. I braced myself for what came next, not sure how he planned to kidnap me in front of all these people and knowing I didn’t have the guts to cause a scene.
“Bruh, you thirsty as fuck, step away from her.” Kevin’s voice coming from somewhere behind me jerked me out of my stupor and I didn’t protest when he grabbed my hand and pushed me behind him.
“Who the hell are you?” He glared at Kevin and down to his hold on my hand. I knew the red flush that covered his face wasn’t only because another man was holding onto me, but because of who that man was. I can’t forget that he’s a closet racist along with everything else.
“Who I am is of no concern to you…”