Beautifully Damaged by L. A. Fiore

Author:L. A. Fiore [Fiore, L. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance - Suspense, Erotica
Goodreads: 16079228
Published: 2012-08-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

I thought for a few days on how I could reach out to Trace and once I came up with an idea, it took me the better part of the day to make it just perfect.

That night I sat on my bed as butterflies took flight in my belly. Trent had given me a picture right before Trace and I split. It was one he had taken when the three of us were out dancing one night. Trace and I were on the dance floor, slow dancing, but it was the look on both of our faces as we looked at the other that had the tears burning the back of my eyes. It was love, pure and simple. A picture is worth a thousand words so I framed that picture and had it couriered to Trace. I sat in wait for him to receive it and hoping that he was going to acknowledge the gift. As if I willed it, my phone buzzed and I almost dropped it because my hands were shaking so badly. When I read his text, my heart tripped in my chest.

"All my heart is yours: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever."

Jane Eyre's words, Ember, but my thoughts...

I didn't know how long I sat there looking at his text before I replied to it. I wasn't sure that he'd answer me but I needed to ask anyway.

Why did you push me away?

The fact that he answered almost immediately made me smile because he was doing as I was, waiting and hoping.

In my life, I've never had anyone who means to me what you do. You are the most precious thing in my life and I would do anything to keep you safe.

You were protecting me?

I was trying to but the one I was protecting you from isn't the threat.

Meaning?

Are you going for your run tomorrow?

I thought that was an odd question, not to mention that he was changing the subject, but I answered anyway.

Yes.

Thank you, Ember, for the picture and the meaning behind it. Sweet dreams, beautiful.

I sat up for a good long time trying to figure out what Trace was up to but when I did finally fall asleep, it was the first night in months that my dreams actually were sweet.

The next day, as I ran, I wondered why Trace asked me if I would be running that day. I thought that maybe he was going to join me but when I arrived at the Gapstow Bridge, he wasn't there. I was just reaching the spot where I had collided with Loki when I noticed the people, dressed in all black, lining one side of the path and holding large white boards. I wondered if there was some kind of protest later. As soon as I approached, the first person lifted her sign and then in syncopated motion the others followed until the entire message was displayed.

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