A reminder that I lived in survival mode, whilst she lived in her perfect boxed house, playing doctor… “I’m not asking you to. All I’m saying is shift to this other place until the Arkan are taken care of. They know who you are, Valerie. You had pictures in your room.” “That’s my problem!” she sna
VALERIE. I’m hurting him all over again, but I’m panicking. Things are moving too fast. He can’t just make these decisions for me. I’m an adult and this isn’t right. You can’t just make these decisions alone, you're supposed to discuss them, not act like a caveman and just- take me away! This isn’
“Sounds like a plan. Just try to listen when I’m explaining something?” I scoff. “What did you say? Excuse me!” “I’m afraid I can’t because I’m not done with you,” he whispers, suddenly hoisting me up and pushing me up against the wall behind me. I gasp, feeling my core heat up, throbbing with de
VALERIE. My heart races, the phone almost slipping from my hold as his words ring in my mind. Zade turns, carrying me over to the chest of drawers and places me on top of it, still holding me tightly as he takes his own phone out and types something in on the web browser. “I’m coming there,” Atti
“Well, that’s not my job, but this one is. We’ll contact you if we need to ask anything further. Leave your address please,” he says. Zade takes the paper and I know for a fact he won’t be leaving the correct address, and I don’t want him to either. I didn’t like this officer at all. There’s just s
VALERIE. I’m pacing the bedroom floor wondering if I should have a word with Atticus before introducing him to Zade. After all, I don’t want him to say anything hurtful to him, but then… didn’t I say hurtful things to Zade earlier? I have always been blunt and pretty harsh at times, to the point I
VALERIE. “Get away from her!” Atticus snarls, grabbing my arm and yanking me behind him protectively, the flowers he had passed me falling to the floor. Zade doesn’t move, but I see the way his jaw tightens, and the flicker of blue in his eye as he stands there, emotionless and calm on top, but I
“Ok… let’s eat,” I say, hoping the food distracts them from the intense eye lock between them. “So now the car crash makes sense. What exactly are you involved in that is putting Valerie in danger?” Atticus growls just as I plate the grilled chicken. “Atticus…” I say, feeling a sting at his words,