Kaden could see the gears spinning in her head. The indecisiveness. The overthinking. She possessed spectacular analytical skills in anything, but her own happiness.
"Trust me," Kaden began in a hard voice.
Two words. Seven letters. Yet, it was the hardest thing to do in the world. Especially for a young girl who had been used all her life. Lina's heart was somersaulting with jumbled, erratic beats out of fear. She could feel all the nerves in her body jolt to life from his single line.
"I didn't say it because you cried."
Lina's throat tightened. How did he know? How did he know what was plaguing her mind?
Lina was being gnawed alive by the guilt that she forced the words out of his mouth. She pulled back slightly to look at him. His eyes met hers. She stopped breathing.
Always. He was always watching her. His attention never drifted far when she was around. He narrowed his gaze, he curled a finger under her chin.
