Shadows In Durango

Chapter 124

*****Sofia's POV*****

I couldn't breathe.

For the first time since the night I had left this very home, Vincent's home, my emotions were now taking a toll on me after what he did...

Perhaps with Ashton holding me hostage, I had been too distracted with fighting for my life that I hadn't had the time to fully address the deeper emotions that still lay hidden beneath the surface - meaning the whole situation with Vincent and my father.

Being here, now stuck with Vincent alone in his car, was fully resurfacing everything all at once for me and my thoughts flew recklessly to process it all...

The car walls felt as though they were closing in, the weight of Vincent's words only seeming to piss me off more in my heightened state.

Every ounce of trust I had in him was now shattered, slipping through my fingers like sand, and somehow, I still wanted him to somehow fix this - as though it could all just simply be erased.

But it wasn't that easy... I knew that.

He had gone behind my back on the worst possible thing he could have.

He had spoken to the one person I didn't ever want him to.

I wanted to scream at him, to cry, to demand more answers - ones that I already knew wouldn't even make a difference to how I felt right now.

Vincent had tried to justify his actions, tried to convince me that it was all for my own safety, but what he didn't understand what he couldn't understand - was how deeply his betrayal actually did cut me.

evil man he was so willingly dealing with, and it

in my life? How many times had I been made to feel powerless, like my choices didn't matter? Like my very own

to care about beneath the

alone wasn't enough for me. Not right

After everything I've told you about him too, how could you even think for a second that he would be happy to cooperate when he so desperately only wants to punish me

when the one person you fear the most finally catches up to you and makes you suffer... all you've done with this, has helped to bring him even closer to me!" I seethe, reminding myself of how dangerous this whole thing was quickly becoming. Vincent looked like he wanted to argue

a scoff, my voice breaking. "You were the first guy I've ever fully let in about my past. The first person who made me feel like I wasn't alone in this terrible nightmare. That I felt

sentence. The words choked up in

still do fucking anything to keep you safe, do you even realise that?! Especially from him! None of that has changed!

Vincent! Knew what was best for my life! Nothing I say or want matters anymore, does it?!" I shouted, finally letting the dam break. "You walked in to this blind, thinking that you could handle him, that you could outsmart him but you don't even know him, I DO!" I fume, as Vincent suddenly groans loudly, tugging at his

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blurred my vision, but this time they were being

the car, none of us feeling any

would take to finally get somewhere? To feel that we had reached an agreeable conclusion? But right now, I

an ok idea now because this time around, instead of an old man, it's to you?! How damn narcissistic does that sound?! Sure, I liked you Vincent, but you're now out here making major life choices for me and I get zero say in my own future, surely you can see why I'm so upset over this?!" The words spill out from me, the horror of what he was planning still stabbing away at my heart. Vincent's face paled, and I saw the fear in

said softly, his dark tattooed hand reaching out again, tentative and this time, I felt drained and allowed for him

just as shocked as you were to learn that our fathers were somehow connected in a business sense... and I know I should've told you, and I'm so deeply sorry for how much it's hurt you... but if you would be willing, I would love to explain everything to you from start to finish, we can go inside and fully talk this out, and after that you can decide if you still want to talk to me again or not, but please just hear me out first?" Ashton squeezes my

me out

still doesn't excuse what he done... this was wrong, and I stood by

utterly exhausted. "Fine," I whispered, not because I

to know

expect me to make any promises that everything will be great again after." I remain firm, knowing that I have

nodded, relief flooding his features. He quickly got out of the car and came around to my side, opening the door for