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We aren’t together – haven’t been for a while – but Stacey is my girl. Mine.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. You’re okay. You’re safe with me,” he says softly as he strokes my hair, letting me cry into his chest. “I found you, little one.”
“How did you escape?” I ask as I take the dress. “I’m mad at you for that, just so you know.” He scoffs as he turns round, letting me drop the blanket and pull on the dress. “You didn’t come for visitation, and I got bored.” “Bored…”
“You are also my priority. I would have always hunted for you to the ends of the fucking earth, little one.
If Stacey ever lets me hold her hand again, will she feel all the death I’ve caused?
My girl. Even when faced with the worst kind of horror, she fucking fought. I didn’t think it was possible to love her more than I already do, but I do.
“I’ll fall to my knees and beg for forgiveness the next time I see her.”
A man full of regret for his past mistakes, loving the woman he can never have.
Stacey Rhodes. My girl. My anchor that sank to the bottom of the ocean without me.
I nearly drop to my fucking knees, staring at her little dimple and the freckles dusting her cheeks and nose. She’s truly a work of art. A masterpiece. And I’m proud to say that I was her first love.
“The first time I saw you, I was yours. I’ll always be yours, Freckles. Our girl will be proud of the woman you’ve become. You’ll both always be my girls.”
“Don’t be afraid of me, Freckles,” he calls, spitting out blood that’s leaked into his mouth. “This is for us.”
“Moya vechnost.”
I know. I know everything about you, Freckles.
“Forever my addiction,” he mutters. “I’m obsessed with everything about you.”
I worship every inch of her. The ground she walks on. The way she smiles and laughs and loves me.
I’m even more in love with her now. My girl.
Kade Mitchell and Stacey Rhodes – the fifteen-year-olds who met by the pool twenty years ago – finally get to have their forever.
