Noah’s eyes widen and he sits up straight. “What?”
“Yup.” I’m emotionless as I say, “got married two months before the wedding.Thatwas just for show.”
“So, you’re telling me, that Daisy has been your wife this whole time?”
I nod.
Noah blows out a breath. “What the fuck, man?”
I shrug.
“What the hell happened here, Killian?” Noah asks, gesturing at the mess around us.
“I finally got the truth.”
“And that is?”
I take a deep breath. “She was pregnant.”
I feel his head whirl toward me, his gaze hot on the side of my face as I whispermy next words. “She lost it.”
CHAPTER 37
DAISY
There’s a steady thumping in my temples when the front door opens and Noah steps out onto Killian’s porch.
Despite Killian’s demands for me to leave, I couldn’t. I stood on the other side of his bedroom door and listened, muffling my cry while he tore through the contents of his room. And when the banging and crashing stopped, replaced by the sound of his wails, that will haunt me for the rest of my life, I came out here and called Noah.
His gaze finds mine almost immediately and from the softness in his eyes that hasn’t been directed toward me since the day I returned, I know he told him.
“You know.” It isn’t a question.
Noah tucks his hands into his pockets and rocks back on his heels as he dips his head in a short nod. “I’m so fucking sorry, Daisy.”
I look away from him and stare out at the trees surrounding the cabin. “Yeah.”
The chair next to me creaks under his weight as he takes a seat beside me. “I’ve been such a fucking dick to you. If I had known…”
I cut him off. “You were just looking out for him, Noah. I would have done the same thing for Bella.”
Noah nods, trailing off thoughtfully before he says, “he’s in bad shape, Dais.”
“I know,” I whisper, my voice cracking.
“Whatever he said… he didn’t mean it. He’s just hurting.”
“I know.” I look at him through bleary eyes, tears gathering along my lash line. “He didn’t let me explain.”
Noah takes my hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “He will. Just give him some time.”
I lower my head, letting my tears drop into my lap as I let the consequences of my own selfish actions take root in my mind.
Noah sits beside me, a silent support, until the sound of tyres crunching over gravel draws both of our attention to the driveway.
Bella climbs out of her car, a worried expression on her face and I glance at Noah.
“I called her.”
