I was done with Maggie then. I never wanted to see her face again.
Five years. Five years of anger, pain and regret. Five years to move on and forget.
And five seconds to get sucked back in.
I have no right coming back here. No right asking for help. Not after the way I left everything – the way I left Jase.
But what choice do I have? I’m dead if I don’t.
I’ve made so many bad choices in my life. Caused so much pain. Maybe I deserve what’s coming to me. What right do I have putting Jase, my father, and the whole MC in danger just to help me?
The MC is Jase’s sanctum, and I may not deserve it, but I’m praying that it can now become mine.