Savoring Mila (Rockers' Legacy Book 3)

G,

I knew you would come when you realized I was gone. I’m not stupid, I knew there was a microphone in the medallion. How else could you always know when I was in trouble?

Please, take it with you when you go. I can’t do this anymore. Having your necklace around my neck made me think I was yours, that maybe I belonged to you, but I’ve realized that’s a fantasy I’ve been feeding myself. If you wanted me, you would have already made me yours. My mistake. I’m sorry, I just didn’t understand before now.

Maybe I am stupid after all.

Whatever. It doesn’t matter.

Take the necklace. Don’t worry about me anymore. I’m not your responsibility. I never was, although I’m thankful for all the times you saved me.

Goodbye, G.

Monroe

The paper fell to the floor without me realizing as I stared down at the medallion hanging from the chain in my hand. She had realized there was a microphone.

Which meant she really did know she was talking to me all those times…

Fuck.

And now I didn’t know where she was.

I sucked in a deep, calming breath that did nothing to ease the tightness in my chest or the constriction around my heart.

Unacceptable.

I needed to hear her voice. Her heart beating. I needed to know she was safe. That no one had harmed her. No one had taken my precious one from me.

I would find her.

And I would take what was mine.