This isn’t ending clean.
Not with him.
Not like this.
Daniel takes one step forward.
Then another.
And when he speaks—
His voice is cracked.
Unstable.
Obsessed.
“Tessa…”
My grip tightens at my side.
Yeah.
This ends now.
One way or another.
33
Tessa
My name sounds wrong in his mouth.
“Tessa…”
I don’t move.
I don’t breathe.
I don’t blink.
Because the man standing in front of us—
That’s not the same man I knew.
This one is… broken.
Cracked open.
Dangerous in a way that doesn’t follow rules.
Ace shifts in front of me, blocking my view, but I can still see Daniel over his shoulder.
Still feel him.
Still feel the way his eyes are locked on me like nothing else exists.
“You don’t have to do this,” Daniel says, his voice uneven, like he’s holding onto something that’s slipping through his fingers. “You just have to come with me.”
