I attempt to make my escape, only to be held back by Declan gripping onto my elbow. His hold doesn’t hurt, but it speaks a silent request. Stay. But why? “Yes?” I ask. “Is it that bad?” I look up at him. “What?” “The idea of becoming my wife.” I swear, the rise and fall of his moods tonight is driving me insane.
declan!!! 😩🥺💔
