The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 192

Sophie POV.

I have a decision to make. Do I go and see my brother and hope he gives me the answers I need, or do I let him go and never see him again?

Why is this so damn hard? I always wanted my brother back, but is it too late for me to listen to his side of things? Does that make me a bad person if I just let him go?

I don’t know. I’m torn between needing to now and then, not wanting to know. For years, he and our father have been my tormentors. A part of me is saying Jared doesn’t deserve my time, but the other side is curious. Am I setting myself up for a major fall?

Am I playing into his hands if I go to him and he tries to hurt me with his words? Or will he beg for forgiveness, a forgiveness I don’t think I could give him?

I stare off into space and I don’t know what to do. I spoke to Harry when I got home after my shift and told him what his uncle Nico told me and Harry told me it is my choice if I want to go and see Jared and that either way he would support my decision so why is this so damn difficult to do?

I sigh and I place my head against the countertop in the clubhouse kitchen. Ok I’m going, no I’m not, yes I am. Christ, just give me a damn sign. What am I supposed to do?

Jared hurt me and here I am being a sap because he wants to talk to me. Some twisted part of me wants to see him and some part wants him to feel the way I did. Being ignored and beaten.

But there is a difference. I’m not like him. Mom always said it is better to forgive and move forward than to live with the shoulda, woulda, coulda’s. If she was still alive, I know what she would do.

She would sit us both down calmly and get us to talk it out. And only then, when the issue was dealt with, would we go back like nothing happened? But she isn’t here. The glue that held us altogether left us and we fell apart.

I push off the counter and pace. I don’t have long to decide before Nico comes and takes Jared with him.

Ahhh, fuck it. I turn and walk out of the clubhouse kitchen and walk out of the back door and walk towards the building that holds the prison.

I will hear him out, but he will hear me out, too. If we can’t resolve this, then I won’t see him again and he can live the rest of his life in Mexico with Nico and whoever else is down there.

I walk up to the door and see one of the members standing there. He smiles at me and opens the door and I walk inside. My heart is pounding against my ribcage. The closer I get, my anxiety levels increase and my palms start to sweat.

I walk to where he is, and I can see him. He is sitting on the bed wearing grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. His hair is longer, and he looks like he is slowly putting the weight back on.

In his hand is a book. I stop by the glass cell and he didn’t see me at first. I just watch him silently and I can see flickers of the boy Jared used to be and my heart clenches at this. He isn’t the monster he was. I can see it. The tears blur my vision as I watch him silently.