‘You don’t need to,’ he says. ‘You’ve done enough. Thank you. Just knowing you were there made the waiting that bit easier.’
‘It was the least I could do.’ It’s the truth.
‘See you soon, Vito.’
‘Vito?’ I don’t get it.
‘Vito Corleone. You know, the Godfather.’
I roll my eyes. ‘Drive safe.’
I race out the hospital doors back to my car, and no doubt a hefty fine. Fuck it. It was worth every cent.
Chapter Forty-Three
SAVANNAH
‘Are you okay?’ Susie stops and turns towards me. ‘You look like you’ve seen a ghost.’ Her big brown eyes are wide with concern.
My feet are rooted to the sand.
Finn fuckface Riley stares back at me without so much as a flicker of remorse. The man treated me worse than a dog and he’s standing there smiling at me like we’re old fucking friends.
Get Fit With Finn is his mantra. It should be get fucked with Finn.
‘Do you need something?’ Susie steps forward.
‘I…’ I need my boyfriend.
No, truthfully, I don’t need him. I want him, and that is wildly different.
Finn’s thin lips press into a smirk, and something flicks like a switch inside of me.
A pint-sized shot of adrenaline shoots from my adrenal glands straight into my bloodstream as I eye the men before me.
I’ve stood on my own for six hard years.
Put the work in to get where I am today.
Whether I’m Single Sav or Sassy Sav, I am a strong, capable woman, and I can confront this prick, with or without Ronan.
‘I’ve got you.’Ronan’s words from the last time we were here whisper into my subconscious.
The reality of the situation is, I’ve got me.
Ronan might have been the reason I initially gave up my single status, he was the one to pull down the wall I’ve been hiding behind, but truthfully, I gave it all up for me. For that little girl who used to walk around with a pillow on her head singingHere Comes the Bride. For the woman who built up an entire persona to hide behind.
Abby Connolly asked me for advice all those weeks ago and it rolled from my tongue.‘Don’t let anyone put you in a box because that’s what they’re comfortable with.’
The truth is, I put myself in a box for safekeeping.
I’m sick of playing it safe.
Sick of sleeping my way through this life, frightened to open my mouth, frightened to chase after something I want in case I get hurt, or someone leaves me.
Whatever this life throws at me, I’ll deal with it. Like I’ve always done.
‘Do you feel okay, Savannah? Is it the heat?’ Susie’s pristinely shaped eyebrows draw together. ‘I’ll go get you some water.’ She turns and stalks back to the marquee.
