Chapter 324
It struck me a second later. This was the first time I had hugged my brother in years. Eight? Nine? Ten? I did not know anymore. I only knew the distance between us had grown so large that I stopped measuring it.
To my surprise, Roman did not flinch away from me. He did not stiffen. He did not pretend he did not need it.
Instead, he clutched me back.
“That’s enough now,” I said quietly, my voice thick. “It’s all in the past now. I’m sure she never held anything against you. Dahlia is finally at peace now, brother. It’s time to forgive yourself.”
“Still doesn’t make it an easier pill to swallow, Reese.” His voice was strained and gravelly as his hand fisted the back of my shirt. “I held a lie against you both for years. I believed that you betrayed me. I was stupid. I—”
“It’s okay. You were grieving. I don’t hold anything against you. Nothing. Father played all of us for fools. He’s the one who deserves to suffer. And I swear I’m gonna make sure he gets what’s coming to him.”
Roman pulled back just enough to look at me. His eyes no longer looked like they were drowning. They looked sharpened. Focused. Dangerous.
“I’ll kill them,” he said. “I’ll wipe out as many of them who dared lay a finger on my wife.”
The air changed. It became heavier. Charged. I nodded because there was nothing else to say. Because I felt the same. Those bastards needed to pay with their lives.
“Yes. But first of all we need to get the tapes. I hate the fact that he has them. I hate the fact that he gets to see her that way. That he watches her. That he has the power to replay her pain whenever he pleases. It is an insult to her memory. It is disgusting.”
Roman lifted his head fully, the shift from grief to war happening right before me. “Where are they? Where are the tapes? Do you have any idea where he kept them?”
I nodded. “Yes. They’re in his study. There’s a bookshelf by the left. It’s not exactly a bookshelf. There’s a secret room behind it. That’s where he watches and records. And that’s where the tapes are.”
Roman nodded, jaw tight. “Then I’ll go there and I’ll get them. And I swear to God if anyone tries to stop me or get in my way, I’ll make it rain blood in Blackwood Manor.”
The words fell like iron. Not a threat. A promise.
“That’s scary. You sound like the OG badass anti–heros. Just like The Joker.”
We both turned to the voice coming from the doorway.
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Elizabeth.” I growled the name before I could stop myself. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Shouldn’t you be in bed, Lizzie?” Roman asked.
“Long enough.” She leaned off the doorway and walked toward us, that familiar mischievous spark in her eyes. “You two must be dumb Lay think you can scream at one in the morning and not wake the whole house up.”
Roman rubbed a hand down his face. “Oh great.”
My eyes flicked from her flimsy nightgown to the robe that was slipping off one shoulder. And my mind immediately reminded me of earlier when I climaxed thinking of her and not Penny. “What do you want? Why are you out of bed?”
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