Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 196

"Take that fucking page and rip it to shreds Carmela, I want the fuck out of here, nothing else," Tristan replies, backing away from the prison bars and going back to lay on his bed.

He lies face up, staring at the flickering bulb above with his hands behind his head.

"Tristan," Carmela calls, "do we have an agreement? I promise, this time, I'll be able to get you out. I need you to be a witness in court, I have everything figured out. You just need to stick to your original story, we'll let them sentence you and her to death but I'll get you out before you get to the guillotine and you can go anywhere you want."

Tristan slowly turns his head to look at her with rage and disgust in his eyes before he shifts his gaze back to the flickering bulb, a sullen look in his eyes.

"Go away Carmela, I don't want to see you unless you're here to get me out."

He closes his eyes and heaves a deep sigh.

He shouldn't be in this mess, he didn't even kill the fucking witch. When he got there, she was already dead, cut up like a fucking animal, stabbed in multiple places, fucking mutilated, that's not even his fucking style.

stepped in, it

told the fucking truth and backed out. "Tristan, you

already bribed the guards to give her an hour alone with Tristan. They know the routine when she's around, they never come down here. The footsteps slowly get

Carmela peers into the distance but she

her, no one but her trusted guards

retracts and quickly

a man dressed in all white attire appears from thin air, walking through the iron bars

jumps down from the bed,

know who sent you but if you don't back off right now, you're fucking dead," Tristan growls,

scratch me?" Antonio chuckles with an

revealed the second part of the prophecy,

Ston