Intertwined

Chapter Twenty-Three - Intertwined

Reyna's POV

I looked at the man in front of me, trying my best to keep my mask on, not wanting him to see through our whole plan.

When I was younger, I looked up to him, believed he would always protect us. But when Vicky got killed, and he disappeared, it shattered whatever love I had for him into a billion pieces.

I pushed back the rage and hatred that was bubbling in my stomach—forcing myself to step forward and pull him into a hug. I tucked my head into the crook of his neck, something I used to do whenever I was scared as a child. I inhaled through my mouth, trying to avoid inhaling his familiar aroma of honeyed cigars and scotch.

"You were right, and I was too scared to believe you. But I'