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“Lila?” I called out, pressing my ear to the door. There
was a sound of her sniffling.
She was… crying?
No.
FUCK, NO.
My gut churned as my fist pounded on her door. “Lila,
open the door.”
There was no response from her. “Open the fucking door
or I’m going to break it down. Trust me, I will.”
“Go away,” she called out weakly.
My heart stuttered. “Lila,” I said, trying to keep my
voice gentle. “Baby, open the door. Please.”
“Just… go away, Maddox.”
My eyes pinched close, and I rested my forehead against
her door. “Don’t do this to me. Don’t shut me out. Don’t
hide from me. I’m not going to walk away, and you damn
well know it. Let me in, Lila.”
Whatever Landon had done to my girl, he was about to
regret it for the rest of his shitty life.
“If you don’t open the door, I’m going to think the worst,
and I’m going to hunt down Landon… and I might end up in
prison tonight.”
I didn’t give a fuck if I was about to spend the rest of my
life in jail because I was still going to hunt down Landon
either way, even if she did open the door.
He made her cry – that was a death penalty.
“You’re not killing anyone,” she mumbled through the
door.
“Open the door then,” I pushed.
There was some shuffling around and then she unlocked
and opened the door. Lila came into view, but she kept her
head casted down, her black hair covering half of her face.
I placed my finger under her chin and nudged her head
up. Her eyes were red, but there was no sign of tears. “I’m
not crying,” she said, begrudgingly. “I don’t cry.”
That was right.