A chill races down my spine. He’s right. My father is no fool.
“You think he knows then?”
“I think he has a strong suspicion, but he’s waiting. It does look more like you escaped which if I’m honest, is good for everyone on all fronts.”
“What do you mean?” It’s a foolish question. It’s clear he wants my father stopped.
“I mean it wouldn’t be a bad thing if these people got to your father. It wouldn’t. I have been bound to your father through my own. It wasn’t my choice and I count myself lucky my duty was to protect you. But the amount of evil I’ve had to stand by and watch does things to a man.”
“I understand.”
“So, I think there will be much happening that will decide our fate.”
I believe that too.
“God speed my child, please be careful,” he adds.
“I will. I promise,” I say. “Please be careful too.”
“I will,” he replies and with that we hang up.
I close my eyes for a few brief moments and think about what Sacha said.
I believe him when he says much will happen to decide our fate.
What I hate is that I have no control over it.
I turn to go back inside but I stop when I find myself looking at Tristan walking through a grove of trees in the greenhouse. He’s shirtless and seems to be busy doing something. He can’t see me watching.
I want to thank him for allowing me to speak to Sacha, but I dare not go over to him.
He walks through the archway of ivy and like earlier on the beach I can’t see him anymore.
He still makes me curious, and I can still taste him.
I still feel desire and it’s something I’m not sure will go away.
What will his fate be when this is over?
Will we just walk away at the end like nothing happened?
He is my dark captor, but he might just be my dark knight too.