Leah

I knew death was the only way out of Aiden's chains, but it wouldn't be mine.

Killing him would be easy. I'd watched him sleep enough nights to know it was possible. I just needed to make up my mind to actually stab him. He let his guard down with me, convinced I wouldn't dare. That arrogance would cost him.

He stepped out of the closet with his coat half on, sliding a gun into his holster. I hated how his eyes softened when they met mine.

He leaned down, his fingers grazing my face. ...