Chapter 105

Chapter 105 Brooklyn

I could kill him.

My teeth clench, my lips press into a thin line.

I could absolutely murder Aden Kenwood.

My eyes flick to the kitchen door as I storm towards the garage.

For a second, I think about all the sharp knives in that kitchen that would help me do the job, but then I push the thought out of my mind.

Aden deserves a far worse death than that. Something medieval. Boiled alive in a vat of tar, or-

I slam into someone's chest as I push through the door to the garage, someone trying to enter the house just as I'm leaving it.

I give a small shriek, pulled from my murderous thoughts and whipping my head up to see-

Lucas.

"Brooklyn." He pauses, reaching out his hands to steady me after almost knocking me over. "Are you okay?"

"You're an asshole, too!" I exclaim, pushing his hands off my shoulders and impulsively shoving him in the chest.

He stumbles a few steps back, his face shocked.

what?" His brows drawn together. "What did

and pointing an accusing finger in his face. "You pretended to like me, and this whole time you were

my lips shut, feeling

off of me," I demand, my teeth

sure?"

it!" I shout, completely losing my cool and feeling tears prick at the corners of my

to leave this horrible place, where I'm constantly tricked, and lied to, and

Lucas's voice is gentle after a moment of hesitation. I open my eyes to find concern

"I'm so sorry, Brooklyn."

can't help the tears that slide down my face, and I feel all of the strength

keys-I need to get out of here." He

he

me up in

run away

you. Just take the Prius, go somewhere, and cool

hands across my cheeks to

the metal case where the keys to all the

in the corner," he says gently.

drive," I mumble, glaring

house treat me like I'm

veline

car at the end

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