Never Let Me Go (Inevitably You, #2)

by Lyla Dane

Beck Bowman despised me with a scorching fury that ignited a firestorm of loathing in my soul—so intense it terrified me. But I was used to being afraid, wasn’t I?

There was nothing I was more afraid of than being left all alone. Nothing. I’d already been abandoned by the one person that mattered most in my life, and I wouldn’t survive it if I had no one.

I hated him. I hated him. I fucking hated him so much. Fuck Beck and his misplaced sense of honor. He could go fuck himself with all that integrity. Fuck him for making me say those things. Fuck me for saying them.

It was like my frail, brittle mind had fractured into jagged pieces that were slowly carving their way through my entire body.

He was the same Beck he’d always been. And I… I was an entirely different version of myself. A version he hated. That I’d made him hate.

“All I ever wanted was you, Beck. Even after you left.”

“Just like this. ’Til we’re old and gray and can’t wrestle anymore because we’ll both break our hips or have heart attacks.”