She didn’t respond.
I moved closer, close enough that I could see the way her shoulders trembled, the way her breath hitched every few seconds.
“Are we good?” I asked.
Truth shook her head slowly, her hands still under the water, still scrubbing even though the blood was long gone.
“I can’t be having this shit going on around me while I’m pregnant, Amai.” Her voice was tired. Scared. “This stress isn’t good for me or the babies.”
“You’re right,” I said quietly. “I’m sorry.”
She looked up at me, surprised.
“But either way,” I continued, my tone hardening, “Kaisen was gon’ get fucked up today for coming here. That wasn’t negotiable.”
Truth closed her eyes and exhaled, her body sagging against the sink.
“I’ll stay with you,” I said. “Until the crew outside clears out. I’m not leaving you alone.”
She didn’t argue.
I reached forward and turned off the water. Then I pulled her hands away from the sink, gently but firmly.
Her hands were raw. Red. Clean.
I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her back against my chest, and rested my chin on top of her head.
She was stiff at first. Resistant.
But then she exhaled, and her body softened, leaning into me.
“It won’t always be like this,” I murmured into her hair. “I promise you that.”
Truth was quiet for a long moment.
Then, so softly I almost didn’t hear it, she whispered, “I hope so.”
I held her tighter.
Because hope was all we had right now.
Hope that she could live with what I was.
Hope that I could become something better.
Hope that the war raging around us wouldn’t destroy what we were trying to build.
Outside, the sirens faded.
I could hear Kaisen’s security team loading him into the ambulance and driving away.
And inside, in the small downstairs bathroom of a brick house on Mimosa Ct, I held the woman I loved and prayed she wouldn’t leave me.
After Truth dozed off, I eased my body from under her, covered her with a blanket, and kissed her forehead. I pulled out my phone and texted her to call me when she woke up.
I smiled when her phone lit up, and I saw my contact saved as My Love. Truth was locked in with me, and that shit energized the savage in me. Destroying every threat before Truth had the twins was my only priority. She was right. There was no way she could endure this pregnancy in a war zone, and it was time I made that right. For both of us.
I walked out, stepped over the puddle of Kaisen’s blood, and instantly texted one of my cleaners in code to come handle the mess. I didn’t want Truth walking outside to a crime scene.