“Don’t come near me and just tell me the truth!”
Silence filled the air.
She was aware of Antonio, Marlo, and Cash. They’d followed them outside.
Tears fell down her face, and she swiped at them, hating how weak they made her feel. Roman didn’t deserve her tears.
“You wouldn’t take that fucking test, so I thought…” He stopped.
“You thought that I was lying. That I had slept with other people, and what, they were going to prove your theory correct?” She shook her head as he didn’t deny it. “Wow. Really. Wow.”
“You can’t go, Alex,” Antonio said. “The threat is very real.”
“Alex will not be leaving,” Liam said.
She spun toward her father. “Dad?”
“Alex, go on inside because we don’t know the extent of this threat.”
She wanted to argue with him. She was so sick and tired of being told what to do. One look at her father’s face, and she knew he had nothing to do with this. He was angry, the rage clear to see.
Like so many times before, her father was going to take care of her. She moved toward him, and he wrapped his arms around her.
“I love you, sweetheart. Please, go inside.”
“Dad, don’t do anything stupid.”
“I won’t.”
Alex moved past Roman, and when he tried to reach for her, she pulled away. There was no way he was going to touch her, hold her, or get into her heart, not ever again.
Stepping into the main house, she looked up to see Lucas. He had paled. He hadn’t expected Liam to find out.
Without another look in his direction, she made her way up to the bedroom, but with one look at the room, she felt sick.
In her mind, she saw Roman moving over her, kissing her, and heard the laughter she had shared with him. Then, as she stepped forward, something moved behind her and slammed across her head, sending everything black.