Avowed (The Manipulation Trilogy Book 3) by Alicia Taylor & Natalie Townson

Author:Alicia Taylor & Natalie Townson [Taylor, Alicia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-02-22T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

October 31st 2014

Damon

It’s Halloween and Ella wanted to visit her dad’s grave before going to my parents. It’s the first time I’d accompanied her to his grave but not the first time I’d been. I’ve been visiting Pops ever since he passed away and I’m expecting Ella to realise that soon. I know she’s pre occupied with what happened with Sandra earlier, but I don’t want her over thinking things.

After situating Ella in the car, I make my way around to the driver’s side and climb in. I’m expecting several questions from her as we head to my parents for a meal. Sandra turning up at the office, and Ella getting rid of her, turned me the fuck on.

I’ve been adjusting myself every time I think about seeing my beauty go into battle. She’s so beautiful, but sexy at the same time.

Starting the engine, I pull out and head towards my mums.

“You’ve been going to Pops’ grave,” Ella states quietly. She doesn’t need to ask if I have, because she knows it was me. I buy the same flowers every time I go, and have done for years.

“Yes,” I answer just as quietly. I’m not sure where her head is at and I don’t want to upset her any more than she has been today.

“How long?” she questions.

“Years.”

“It was you who took care of his grave when I didn’t,” she says sadly.

“There were times when I went to visit and I’d find a girl talking to Pops so I left, giving her space. I’d return later and the grave was clean and tidy, flowers and presents were left behind. That was you,” I state. I didn’t know at the time it was Ella. I never approached her but I know her now, and I know she’s the same girl from before. “After Lydia passed I never saw you there again. I began visiting more and more, cleaning his space, and making the area as pretty as you always made it. It didn’t help ease the guilt, but it made me feel like I was helping you whilst you were grieving. After a while it turned into a habit. If I wanted peace and quiet, somewhere to talk and think, I went to the grave. I turned to Pops to find comfort away from my self-hatred.”

We come to a stop at the traffic lights and Ella remains silent. I fucking hate not knowing what she’s thinking. I clench my jaw and wait for her to speak again. It isn’t until we’re driving forward again that she finally speaks.

“Thank you,” she whispers. I quickly glance at her to find her emerald eyes on me. I wish I wasn’t fucking driving. I’d pull my beauty into my arms and assure her no thanks are necessary. Instead all I can do is tell her.

“Don’t ever thank me baby. You have absolutely nothing to thank me for. It’s me who is thankful,” I tell her.

“I’m thankful to you for a lot Damon, and I will make sure you know that,” she says with a smile.

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