Where Darkness Learned Breath by Rylor Dusk 81

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Aria POV

“But he didn’t.” I touched his face, forcing him to focus. His skin was warm under my palm, the stubble on his jaw scratched against my

fingertips. “And now he’s apologized and backed off. Let it go.”

“I can’t.” His hands gripped my waist. I felt the heat of them through my shirt. “Every time I think about someone touching you, hurting you.”

“Then don’t think about it.” I moved closer. Close

enough that I could smell his cologne, feel his breath on my face. “Think about this instead. About us, right here, right now.”

“Aria”

“You said you’d fight for us.” I looked up at him. “So fight. Not Lucas, not the past. Fight for our

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future.”

His forehead pressed against mine. “That’s all I want to do, but first we have to survive Marcus.”

The weight of it hit me then. It really hit me. We were talking about hired guns. About a man who wanted to hurt us, maybe kill us. I’d been pushing it down, trying not to think about it. But Lucas’s warning made it real.

I stepped back from Damien and walked to the window. The city spread out below us, thousands of lights in the darkness. All those people are living normal lives. Going to work, coming home, not worrying about mercenaries.

“Then we don’t run,” I said but my voice didn’t shake. I was proud of that. “Lucas was right- Marcus is escalating. If we run now, he’ll just follow. So we stayed. We face him and we end

this.”

Damien came up behind me. I could feel him

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there, solid and real. “Are you sure?”

“No.” I laughed, it came out rough, almost a cough. “I’m terrified. But I’m tired of running, Damien. I did that for years. I’m not doing it

anymore.”

I turned to face him. His eyes were dark in the dim light from the window. Shadows cut across his face, making him look older.

“We can’t just wait for him to come at us,” I said. “We need a plan. A real one.”

“Then we make this place a real fortress.” He pulled out his phone. The screen lit up his face with a blue glow. “I’m calling in every favor I have. Military–grade security, armed guards, surveillance on every inch of this building.”

The words me as something inside me snapped.

“A fortress.” I said it in a bored tone. “That’s what

you’ve been saying all this while.”

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He looked up from his phone. “Aria”

“No.” I gestured around the penthouse. The expensive furniture, the floor–to–ceiling windows, the marble counters. “You said the same thing at the last place. Military–grade security, armed guards. Cameras everywhere but Marcus still breached through.”

“This time will be different”

“Will it?” My voice rose. I couldn’t stop it. “Because it wasn’t different when he got into the room in your former penthouse and planted those cameras, wasn’t different when when he

waltzed right past your so–called fortress security and almost took Noah again.”

I pointed at the bedroom door. My hand shook. “This penthouse, Damien. This brand new, state–of–the–art penthouse that was supposed to be impenetrable. He still got in, he still breached through.”

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Damien’s jaw clenched. “I know”

“Do you?” I stepped closer to him. My chest felt tight. Like someone was squeezing my lungs. “Because I don’t think you do. I don’t think you understand what it’s like to live this way, to wake up every morning wondering if today’s the day. To check under Noah’s bed before he goes to sleep to jump every time a door opens.”

“Aria, please”

“It’s exhausting.” The word came out broken. “I’m so tired, Damien. I can’t breathe, i can’t think.

Every single day is just more security measures, more guards, more cameras. And none of it works. None of it keeps him out.”

I wrapped my arms around myself. The room felt cold suddenly. Too big and exposed.

“I don’t feel safe,” I whispered. “I haven’t felt safe in a while. Not since Marcus showed up, not since this nightmare started.”

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Damien reached for me but I stepped back. I couldn’t let him touch me right now. If he touched me, I’d fall apart completely.

“Every time you promise to make it better, to make it safer, something else happens. Another breach, another threat. Another close call.” My throat burned. “And I just have to smile and nod and pretend that this time will be different. That this fortress will actually work.”

“What do you want me to do?” His voice cracked.

“Tell me what you

need.”

“I don’t know!” The words burst out of me, loudly.

“I don’t know what I need because nothing works. We’re stuck. We’re trapped in this cycle and I

can’t see a way out.”

I walked to the window again. Pressed my palms against the cold glass as the city blurred through

my tears.

“I feel like I’m suffocating,” I said. “Like the walls

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are closing in and there’s no air left. I’m stuck in this prison we built to keep Marcus out, but all it does is keep me locked in with my fear.”

The silence behind me was heavy..

“I moved across the world to escape,” I continued. My voice sounded hollow.“I built a new life, a safe life. And then I came back here and it all fell

apart. Everything I worked for, everything I built, it’s all crumbling.”

“That’s not true”

“Isn’t it?” I turned to face him. “My company is suffering because I’m too distracted to run it properly. Noah is scared even though he tries to hide it, we are living like fugitives in a cage. And you” My voice broke. “You’re drowning in guilt and rage and it’s eating you alive.”

Damien’s face went pale. “I’m trying to protect you.”

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“I know.” The fight drained out of me, I felt hollowed out. Used up. “I know you’re trying. But Damien, your protection isn’t working. The fortress isn’t working. Nothing is working and I’m so tired of pretending it is.”

I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the floor. My knees pulled up to my chest.

“I just want to live,” I said quietly. “I want to take Noah to the park without checking every face in the crowd. I want to sleep through the night without nightmares, i want to breathe without this constant weight on my chest.”

Damien came over slowly. He sat down beside me, not touching, just close.

“I don’t have the answers,” he said finally, his voice was rough almost broken. “I don’t know how to fix this. Every solution I come up with, Marcus finds a way around it.”

“I know.”

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“But I can’t give up.” He turned to look at me, his eyes were red. “I can’t stop trying to protect you. Even if every fortress fails. Even if nothing works, I have to keep trying.”

“Why?” The word came out bitter “What’s the point if it never works?”

“Because you’re still alive.” His hand found mine on the floor between us. “Noah’s still alive. Every day that you’re both safe is a day I’ve won, even if

it doesn’t feel like it.”

I wanted to pull my hand away. To tell him that wasn’t enough. That survival wasn’t living but I couldn’t. Because he was right, we were alive. Despite everything, despite Marcus’s best efforts, we were still here.

“I’m so tired,” I whispered again.

“I know.” He squeezed my hand. “I know you are.”

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this,” I

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admitted. “Living in fear, waiting for the next attack. Pretending everything’s fine for Noah’s

sake.”

“Then we end it.” Damien’s voice hardened. “No

more defense. No more fortresses. We go on the offensive we find Marcus and we finish this.”

I watched him scroll through his contacts. His thumb moved fast, confident. Like he’d done this before, maybe he had. I didn’t know everything about Damien’s past, about the things he’d done

before we met.

“And Noah?” I asked.

He stopped scrolling and looked up at me. “He stays with us at all times. No more wandering off, no more separate rooms.” His jaw set in that stubborn line I knew so well. “We turn this

penthouse into a panic room if we have to.”

“He’ll hate that, being cooped up.”

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“He’ll be alive.” Damien’s voice was flat. “That’s

what matters.”

I wanted to argue. To say we couldn’t keep a three–year–old locked up like a prisoner, but

what was the alternative? Let him run around where Marcus could get to him?

My stomach hurts. A dull ache that spread through my whole body. This was my fault. If I’d just stayed away from Damien years ago, if I’d never gotten involved.

“Stop.” Damien grabbed my hand. “I can see it on your face. This isn’t your fault.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No.” He squeezed my fingers. “Marcus is a psychopath. He’d have found another target,

another way to hurt people. You didn’t make him

what he is.”

I wanted to believe that but the guilt sat heavy in

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my chest anyway.

“Mama? Daddy?” Noah appeared with his overstuffed suitcase, dragging it behind him with both hands. It thumped against the floor with each step. “Are we still going to the beach?”