Archer: MC Biker Romance (Blazing Rebels Motorcycle Club Romance Book 2) by Ivy Black

Author:Ivy Black [Black, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ivy Black
Published: 2021-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Rose

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I stared at the box that my father gave to Crow. Too afraid to open it in front of them, unsure of what could be inside or the emotional reaction it could invoke, I waited until I had some privacy. Although I was tempted to continue drinking with Archer after my mood brightened substantially, the package called my name.

Gently lifting the lid of the box off as if it were made of glass, I found a small golden locket with a small green oval gem in the center. I pulled the box closer to my eyes to examine the necklace, trying to see if I recognized it, but I’d never seen it before. I picked it up by the chain and dropped the cool gold jewelry into my palm so I could remove the bottom of the box, in hopes my dad left a note inside.

Unsurprisingly, there was nothing there.

Frowning, I picked up the locket again to inspect it closer. It was beautiful. Elegant in a classic way, as if it held generations’ worth of memories and secrets. On the side, I noticed a small clasp and my heart skipped. Excited, I eagerly scrambled to open the clasp, struggling from the tiny size and my short fingernails. After about five minutes of fiddling with it, the lock pop opened.

My jaw dropped.

The locket opened in half, revealing two pictures on each side of the locket of a woman and a tiny baby. Although I hardly remembered her, even from the tiny photographs in the locket, I’d recognize those same blue eyes as mine any day. It was my mom holding me when I was a baby.

Inside my chest, my heart both ached and soared. Part of me felt more connected to my mom than ever, holding a piece of her in my hands, but the other part made me miss someone I’d never get to meet.

Stroking the locket with my finger, tears pricked my eyes as I wondered what the locket meant. My father never showed my locket before, though it was evidently a possession that was dear to his heart. Clutching the locket tightly in my palm, I pulled it to my chest and lay on my bed, hugging the blanket tightly around me.

Melancholy was what I felt, like a weighted blanket of sadness hung over my shoulders. The locket wasn’t just a casual gift. I knew why my dad decided to pass it on to me now and not when I returned home. My dad didn’t think I’d be returning home. I didn’t think my dad expected to see me again.

“This is how you say goodbye?” I asked out loud, overwhelmed with frustrations toward him but nowhere to put them, I felt furious. How could he do this to me? Everything he thought he was doing to protect me was only hurting me.

I lay awake in bed for hours, not wanting to leave even to use the bathroom. Every limb on my body was weighted to the bed as I thought of my predicament.

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