Their name means something here.
Money. Power. Guns. Lawyers. Security. Loyalty.
The only reason we got Robin the first time is because she wasn’t here. She followed a lead into a house Vega controlled. She stepped outside the protection of this family, and we used that.
I used that.
The thought makes me sick to my stomach.
Robin is safer here than she ever would have been with me.
So why am I here?
The truth rises before I can stop it.
The real one.
Because I couldn’t stay away.
Because I sat on that plane and told myself this was about warning her, protecting her, standing between her and Vega.
But that’s not true.
I came because I love her.
The realization doesn’t strike like lightning.
It’s simply there, as if it’s been true since the moment I took her.
Robin crosses her arms. “Cruz.”
I draw in a breath. “I came because I love you.”
Robin goes completely still.
The words sit between us.
No taking them back.
No reshaping them into something safer.
Her face changes in a way I can’t quite read. Shock. Pain. Anger. Something softer that vanishes before I can be sure it was there.
She doesn’t say it back.
“I know I have no right to say that,” I continue. “I know what I did. To you. To your brother. I know I can’t undo any of it.”
Her throat moves.
“But you can trust me.”
She swallows. “Can I?”
“Yes.”
She frowns. “Because you say so?”
“Because it’s the truth.”