Page 50 of Before Broken Vows
I know she's right. But I can only navigate so much. My emotions and feelings are blending together, and since she's right in front of me—it's all her fault.
"Where is he?" I ask, my voice rough.
She looks at me for a moment and then answers.
"With my friend Marlena in Los Angeles."
"I want to see him," I say. "As soon as possible."
She nods. "Yes. Yes, of course."
"I don't want to wait, Stassi.”
"I've already lost three and a half years of his life," I say and step back and turn around. "Just gone."
"I'm sorry," she chokes out. "I'm so sorry, Theo. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was protecting him. Protecting you. I just… fuck, I fucked up."
I turn back to her.
"But why now?" I ask, remembering there's so much more. "After all this time, why come back now?"
She takes a ragged breath and steadies herself.
"Because someone found us," her voice shakes. "And I can't keep him safe alone anymore."
17
STASSI
He doesn't say anything right away.
After I finally tell him someone found us—found Xander—Theo just stands there frozen, turned to stone by my words.
My heart hammers against my ribs as I wait for him to say something, anything.
"Who found you?" he finally asks, his voice cutting through the silence.
I can't answer right away. My throat closes up, fear choking me. I need to show him instead. Words won't be enough.
I bend down beside the bed, my fingers finding the spot between the mattress and box spring where I hid it after coming here. The envelope crinkles under my touch as I pull it out with trembling hands.
Theo doesn't reach for it immediately. He just watches me.
Watches the way my fingers tremble.
I hand it over without a word.
He tears it open and pulls out the first page.
"You should sit down," I say.
He doesn't move.
Fine. He'll do this standing then.
"Remember when I said I paid a doctor to forge the abortion record? Well, that's a copy of it. The doctor took twenty-five thousand dollars and made it look like I'd ended the pregnancy."
Theo's face is blank, but his eyes are burning as he reads.
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