Chapter 67-Caroline’s Facade

Caroline’s POV:

“Caroline,” William rasped, shock playing over his face. A couple beats passed before he wound his arms around me in kind, squeezing be tight against his broad chest. A smile ghosted over my lips as I knew right then that I still had a place in his cold heart, as small as it might be.

I shamelessly buried my face into his neck, taking in his smooth, earthy cologne. I could feel his warm pulse against my skin, beating quickly as I only pressed myself closer to him.

“Every time I close my eyes,” I croaked, pretending to sniffle in sadness, “I see him. I see that dark room and the man who hurt me. I can still feel the ropes around my wrists and ankles. Oh, William, please stay with me.”

A shuddering breath left William as he took in my words, and sure enough, my ruse worked. His hug only tightened and I could feel him give a slow, deliberate nod. “Of course I’ll stay with you, Caroline,” he murmured tenderly. “I’ll keep you safe.”

With my face buried into his neck, he co