章 138: | Broken Doll

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"Jesus Christ, I'm so sorry," Anthony kept pleading. Something warm and wet fell down my neck, and I managed to open my eyes, only to see the sorrow in his, tears slowly trickling down his face. "I didn't want to hurt you, Anna. I swear to God I didn't want to hurt you."

I'd never been given a reason to believe anyone before — especially the men who had hurt me in the past. But right now, right here, I believed him. It was in his eyes, in the way he stared down at me with such an immense amount of remorse, it split my heart in two.

I reached out and palmed his cheek. "It's okay." I let out a breath. "I won't let her hurt you again. Claire. Never again."