Broken Hate (Westbrook Blues Book 3) by Thandiwe Mpofu

Author:Thandiwe Mpofu [Mpofu, Thandiwe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

Today I’m being discharged from this damn psychiatric hold that has left me feeling like I’m crazy and out of my mind. I’m going home and my emotions are all over the place. Not because I’m going back to that large mansion, but because of what week this is.

My damn birthday week.

And I’ve never been so alone in my entire life. Well, with the exception of the four years in London. That was the worst, but somehow, with the truth out and all the cards on the damn table, you’d expect that I’d have some modicum of peace and maybe solitude knowing that I’m not alone. That I’m supported by people who once claimed to love me and care for me.

But the reality is, I’m the only one who’s ever going to fight for myself. No one else.

Still, as I pack my shit, I can’t help the overload of emotions that are swirling inside me, threatening to send me back into a coma or worst, a panic attack. Ignoring the pounding of my heart, I reach for my shirts. As I move them, something drops to the floor with a little clang. I drop down and notice it’s the key that I took from Emmett.

My palms grow sweaty as I pick it up, my heart pounding in my chest.

I think about George every time I look at this damn key. What am I going to find in his room? Is he still alive? Could he be in that damn room?

I hear a knock behind me and I freeze. I don’t really expect any visitors these days, but I can’t stop the leaping of my heart that it might be him. But even as I think that with my heart in my throat, I know that if it was him, he wouldn’t knock. He would walk right in here like he owns the place.

I whirl around so fast, holding my damn breath. But as soon as I see who’s standing on my open doorway, everything around me stills as if someone has just frozen me to death.

My breath escapes me in a stutter, my heart literally stops beating.

“Can I come in?” she asks, her voice low, uncertain, breathy and so out of character. She’s even shaking a bit and all I can do is just stare at her as fear locks me in place.

Now as I look at her, I can see glimpses of him. Just as I suspect Ace can see glimpses of Kim’s father in me. A man who might be my...

Oh God.

“What are you doing here?” I seethe on a gasp, my words sounding strangled and forced, watching Kim with so much venom in me, I can’t even move or speak right.

“I came to see you,” she says after a while of us just staring at each other in tense silence.

I’m still so mad at myself that I never saw it coming and it makes me sick to the stomach that this girl, the one person I thought

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