Desperate Promises

Thalia’s POV

Before I could pivot away and walk out, Beckett lunged forward and caught my hand in his. A raw crack split his voice as his fingers tightened around mine. “Listen to me, Thalia. I’m never letting those people drag you away from here. I will walk away from all of it—this business, the clinic, every last thing I’ve built. None of that means a damn thing if it costs me you.”

“And what