Chapter 80 - Willow

As I lay on the table while the giant donut machine made images of my body, I treasured the knowledge that Ryker loved me. He knew every part of me, the ugly, the dark, the broken, and he still said he loved me.

Except for the Amatucci family, no one had ever said those words to me. Not my parents. Certainly not Ethan. Not even during our dating stage. I'd said it to him, but I had been in love with an illusion.

I'd never gotten to know the real Ethan. Not really. From start to finish, he'd been a chameleon. Never trusting anyone to reveal his true self too.

I snorted. Probably a good thing, that. Although, if he'd been locked up earlier in life, I wouldn't be so crazy.

I also wouldn't have met Ryker. The thought blew through my mind with all the subtlety of a spring tornado in Kansas. Because of Ethan, I met Ryker. Because of Ethan, I was keeping Ryker.

Thanking my goddess for her divine intervention, I yawned as the machine gave another whir. The lights had been lowere