“Looks like the girl you broke my collarbone for isn’t so great after all.” She smirked. “But since you look so pathetic right now, I’ll cut you some slack. Go run after her before she’s gone for good. Or what, are you planning to break my collarbone again?”
For the briefest moment, I caught her eyes glistening red, just a hint. And that alone made Gideon frown.
Closing the door, I turned my back and silently counted to three.
I thought he remembered what I once told him, that no matter how angry or hurt I was, I would always wait three seconds for him to come after me.
But this time, instead of footsteps chasing me, I heard his voice.
“Arabella, about what happened back then, I’m sorry.”
My heart dropped.
I had always believed he would never, ever apologize to her. Not after everything.
She was the one who drove drunk and killed his father. She also kidnapped me and held a knife to my throat, forcing him to sign a forgiveness agreement.
Back then, she gave him two choices. Either sign the paper and save me, or kill her and lose me forever.
And Gideon, eyes bloodshot, rage uncontained, chose both. He slashed her collarbone open, shattered her knee with a kick, and still signed the agreement.