Chapter 501
Chapter 284: Always Together
Savannah
Marriage?
The word didn’t just surprise me, it landed like a stone dropped into still water, sending ripples through every thought I had.
For a moment, I simply stared at him, certain I must have misheard. “Married?” I echoed, breath catching. “Like… right now? You want us
to get married right now?”
Roman’s expression didn’t soften. If anything, his resolve sharpened.
“Yes,” he said simply. “Don’t you want to marry me?”
My heart lurched. Panic flared, not at the idea of marrying him, never that, but at the urgency behind it. “No!“I blurted quickly, shaking my
head. “It’s not that. Of course I want to marry you. You know I do.”
Relief flickered across his face. His hand rose instinctively, warm
palm cradling my cheek, thumb brushing softly along my skin as if
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grounding himself.
“Good,” he murmured. “Then there’s no problem.”
But there was.
I blinked, trying to organize the whirlwind inside my head. “But I
thought we agreed…” I said carefully. “After the baby comes. That was
the plan. We wait, we do it properly, we celebrate it in a grand way.”
His jaw tightened. I could almost see the thoughts moving behind his
eyes–fast, restless, troubled.
“I remember,” he said. “I remember everything we planned. But
this…” His grip tightened around my hand. “This feels like the right
moment, Sav. We don’t have to make it big. We can do something
simple. Just us. Then later, when everything settles and our baby
arrives, we’ll have the wedding we talked about. Something big.
Something grand.”
His gaze searched mine, intense and wide. “What do you think?”
I studied him quietly.
It wasn’t the request that unsettled me. It was the urgency. The
tension beneath his voice. The way he looked like a man trying to
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outrun something unseen.
This wasn’t romance. This was protection. And fear. Colliding
together and mixing up dangerously.
It wasn’t like I didn’t want to marry my best friend. Heck, there’s
nothing I want more in this world than to marry Roman and have his
children. I would even marry him right now if he asked me to. But this
was… spontaneous. Way too spontaneous.
I swallowed slowly. “I want to marry you,” I said honestly. “You know
I do. There’s nothing in this world I want more.”
His fingers tightened slightly, as if he’d been bracing for refusal.
“But,” I continued gently, “this is sudden. Too sudden. And I feel like
there’s something you’re not telling me.”
His gaze dropped immediately. And that told me everything.
I lifted my hand and touched his cheek, guiding his face back toward
mine. “Hey. Are you mad at me?” I whispered. “Talk to me. What’s
wrong? Did I say something-”
“My father called you my girlfriend.” The words fell out of his mouth.
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I blinked. “I… didn’t even notice,” I admitted quietly.
Roman’s jaw flexed. “I did,” he said. “He chose that word deliberately.
He wanted to diminish what you are to me.”
His voice was calm, but the anger beneath it was unmistakable.
“I wanted to break his throat for it.”
I didn’t interrupt. I let him speak.
“There’s more,” he continued, gaze darkening. “My brothers.”
A cold understanding crept into my chest.
“I don’t trust them around you,” he said bluntly. “I can’t prove
anything. I can’t accuse anyone. But waking up and finding you
here… alone… with them…” His voice lowered. “It didn’t sit right with
me.”
My throat tightened.
I knew where this fear came from. It wasn’t jealousy in its simplest
form. It was memory. Trauma. The ghosts of what had happened
before.
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He looked almost frustrated with himself.
I know where this stemmed from. I should have known that this was
the reason why he’d been very quick to lose his temper with Reese.
Dahlia. That woman again. Somehow, it looked like I’ll never be rid of
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