(Dark Road #2)
Publication date: November 20th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
Hope springs eternal for everyone except Bella Kynaston. She survived the rape, but the aftermath is a whole other story. She struggles to figure out who she really is as more truths are revealed about her heritage. With no real anchor, sometimes ending it all seems like the only way out.
David has loved Bella for three years. Too bad he feels as if he no longer deserves a chance with her. Much to his surprise that’s exactly what he gets, but she’s far more damaged than he ever imagined. Still, he’ll do anything to help her even if it means losing himself in the process. Any transgression can be forgiven. Or so he thinks.
Will Bella find the peace she so desperately seeks if the pain permanently ended? Is there someone who can get to her in time? Or will the damage she’s suffered prove too much to bear?
The visit to the police station took longer than she’d anticipated, running into the early evening. Initially, she planned to go straight home, but she needed space after the information she’d discovered about the type of people her birth parents were.
Not to mention the disclosure of Jorge Smith’s claims. According to him, they’d met at that Fourth of July party, where she introduced herself as Giovanna. He told the police they’d “had a good time”—that she didn’t remember and which made her, somehow, feel she deserved the attack.
Smith also said she dodged calls he’d made to her, after.
Space wasn’t the only thing she required, though. She also needed to be reminded that happiness actually existed. That she hadn’t imagined the happiness she’d once had. So, Bella drove her new VW bug, a gift from her parents—or a bribe—to the place she remembered feeling that happiness, the only place she’d ever found true peace. Miah lived on the outskirts of Nautica Valley, about twenty minutes from her house. She had spent one night at the Detrone’s residence, the night her own home had been vandalized. Unable to sleep, she’d slipped out Mandy Detrone’s room and settled in their living room—where, after a couple of hours, Miah found her curled up on the couch. He took her to his bed for safekeeping and slept on the floor beside her. That was the first and only night she could recall actually sleeping peacefully, without nightmares. A peace she lost the day he walked out of her life.
“It’s my job to protect you.” Miah paused.
“We need to talk ... about us.”
Standing at the end of his hospital bed, Bella’s eyes locked on Miah’s. She’d heard girls talk about how those words signaled death hovering near a soon-to-be rotting corpse.
“What ... what about us?”
“I don’t think this is going to work.”
With that, she felt a stab in her heart. A hole opened up. She was wounded in a way she hadn’t known existed. “I don’t understand. Why would you think that?”
“Look at us. Look at where we are.” Miah gestured to the hospital bed he’d been laid up in. “Yeah, so I’m going home. But how long before one of us ends up back in here. Or worse. We’ve been fooling ourselves this whole time.”
Bella looked to him. She was utterly confused. He couldn’t mean that. “How?
By caring about each other? By trying to protect one another? How does that make us fools?”
“Because we aren’t protecting each other. We’re the problem. Not the solution.”
“I don’t believe that. Everything with us makes sense. Please don’t tell me this is your honest-to-God response to all that has happened.”
“This is what’s right. We can’t be together. It’s over.” Jeremiah’s face was pinched tight and his voice, harsh.
Her heart shattered. He might as well have reached in and pulled the thing out.
Because at that very moment, whatever beat beneath her chest become nothing more than an organic mechanism. Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Why? Why are you doing this?”
“Because I don’t want you.”
“You said you’d never leave me,” Bella whispered.
Those two words hurt more than the damage done by her attackers. Sobbing, Bella grabbed her purse and ran out the door.
She’d broken down in a way she’d never done before. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the immensity of the heartache she’d felt with him gone. The emptiness consumed her. Prior to that night, Miah hadn’t ever seemed disturbed by their relationship. It only proved he was as good an actor as she was.
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