Chapter 83

“I love you.”

Her confession hit him like a gunshot, silent but deadly. The air turned cold in an instant, like the world itself was holding its breath.

She shivered, not from fear, but from the darkness bleeding off him, thick, heavy. His hand slid into her hair before he fisted it, yanking her gaze to his.

“Look at me,” he growled. His face was blank. She held his wrist for support, but then he