From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 385

But I placed a hand on her back anyway, hating myselfs I whispered, “You have my word.”

She closed her eyes. “Thank you, Roman.”

I pressed a kiss to her hair, pretending I didn’t feel like ‘d just lied straight to her face.

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For the rest of the drive, she settled into a soft rhythm against my side. Her breathing steadied. Her fingers

loosened. At some point, she drifted off, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

Why would I promise her something I couldn’t guarantee? Why did I let her look me in the eyes and ask

for a future I wasn’t sure I could give?

My father was unpredictable. He was dangerous. A storm in human form. And I had just promised

Savannah that I’d defeat the storm by a deadline.

When the car finally rolled to a stop in front of the house, I stared at the building like it was a battlefield I was returning to. Savannah was still asleep, breathing softly, her face calm for the first time all day.

Reese appeared at my side the second I stepped out.

“Damn. What’s with the long face?” he asked, grabbing the luggage while I lifted Savannah gently into my

arms.

“Where’s Lizzie?” I muttered.

He snorted, “Doing what she always does.”

Right on cue, a bloodcurdling scream burst from the living room.

Christ.

I followed the sound, and sure enough, Lizzie was curled on the couch watching the kind of horror film

that probably should’ve been banned.

I cleared my throat.

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She jumped, saw me–and her entire face lit up. She stretched her arms like she wanted to squeeze me and

the remote at the same time.

“Welcome home!” she sang.

Then she noticed Savannah in my arms.

“Oh my God–what happened? Is Sav okay?”

“She’s fine. Just exhausted.”

Lizzie nodded, but her gaze kept darting to Reese. Quickly. Repeatedly. Not subtle at all.

God. These two. I do not want to know what went down I don’t have the mental strength for another

subplot today.

“Get some sleep, Lizzie,” I muttered, heading up the stairs. Reese followed silently.

Inside the bedroom, I gently placed Savannah on the bed. I slipped off her shoes, loosened her hair, and

tucked her under the duvet. She didn’t even stir.

When I turned, Reese was watching me with crossed arms.

“Well?” he asked.

I scrubbed a hand through my hair. “Sav broke down in the car. She’s done, Reese. Emotionally done. She made me promise everything will be over by the next appointment.”

He froze–then burst into laughter.

“You did not–Roman, tell me you didn’t-”

“I didn’t have a choice,” I snapped. “She’s pregnant. The stress isn’t good for her. I had to tell her

something.”

“Yeah,” Reese said, sobering, “but telling her something and promising her something are two very

different things.”

“I know.” I looked at her sleeping form. “But I’m not letting anything happen to her. Not Dad. Not her

stupid family. Not anything.”

Reese exhaled, leaning against the wall. “I hope you know it’s not going to end well when he finds out

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she’s pregnant.”

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