I grinned, my eyes filling with tears at the thought.
If that was what Heaven was, then maybe dying wouldn’t be so bad.
(6 months later)
Jay came back for Milo.
I had a feeling that he would, but I was still pissed about it. He’d once again put me in a position where I needed to obey my father’s fucked up orders to try to keep both of them safe.
When Jay’s little stunt at Synapse Springs had driven Milo back onto campus, I hadn’t been sure what his plan was.
Luke had immediately informed me he wanted me to get close to Milo the way Jay had. He thought it would be easier to manipulate him if I did.
While seducing the love of my best friend’s life wasn’t exactly at the top of my priority list, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to get the chip in my arm removed.
Despite my hopes that he would fully remove the chip, he’d opted to downgrade it to a less restrictive model. It wasn’t perfect, but it wasso much better.
For the first time in two years, I didn’t need to flinch and brace for pain every time my father issued an order… and better yet… I couldtouchpeople now. As much as I’d never truly had an interest in Milo romantically, I hated to admit that touching him felt so good it nearly brought tears to my eyes.
Not because I wantedhim.
But just because I wantedsomeone.
I just wanted to be touched, held, andcomfortedso badly… It made it easier than it should have been to try to kiss him in that horrible condo Luke had him locked in in the Annex.
Outside of the overwhelming ability to touch other people now without punishment, I had much more freedom to work against my father.
I’d already had a plan in place to extract Milo from Neurovance when Jay had made it clear he had plans of his own.
My father had wanted to order a team of Grey’s guards to chase Milo and Jay during their mad dash through NLQ, but I’d managed to convince him I could handle it instead.
Knowing my father had eyes everywhere and that I still couldn’t leave with Jay and Milo while chipped, I’d been forced to keep up the charade that I was on his side.
Despite knowing it was for the best, the pure hatred Jay flung at me that day crushed me to my core.
It’s all for you! I’m doing it all for you!
I wanted to scream at him, but I knew I couldn’t.
I almost hoped he would actually shoot me, because I knew my punishment for letting them go would be much worse than a quick death by Jay’s hand.
But he hadn’t shot me.
He drugged Milo and ran, leaving me behind.
But that was okay.
I was used to being left behind.
At least they were together now, and I hoped they would be happy.
(2 weeks later)
Ididn’t know how long I’d been strapped to this chair.
It felt like centuries.
I was used to Luke messing around in my head, but this was like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
