He bites down on my shoulder before pressing a kiss to it. “I want to take you away from him. I want to rip you two apart,” he whispers, before pulling away. He lowers me to the floor and looks into my eyes. “But I won’t, Emilia. I won’t, because I fucking love you.” Carter takes a step away from me and looks away. “Run, Emilia,” he whispers. “Run, because if you stay, there won’t be any going back.”
