Ascending Darkness (Shattering the Darkness) by Jessica Spoon Read Free Book Online Page B

confused. “What? Why would I come to you?”
    “Harper.” He closes his eyes, lets out an exasperated breath and opens his eyes back up. “Did you really think that I accepted you breaking up with me?”
    “Well… yeah.” I can feel my brow furrow in confusion.
    Breccan shakes his head before continuing, “There is no way that I would let you go. I thought that if I gave you time to cool down, that you would come to me. I needed you to realize that you want this and open up to me. For you to realize that you can trust me.”
    “Breccan, we hardly know each other. We only dated for a few weeks ,” I point out.
    I can feel irritation rise in me. He’s speaking to me like I’m a child who just didn’t understand the rules of a game.
    His eyes flash at my statement. “Harper, you know me. You looked into me. You know every dirty secret, I have.”
    My eyes widen. “How did you know I looked into you?”
    “You think I don’t have people who inform me when someone goes digging into my past?” he asks with a patient smile on his face.
    “Breccan…” I feel horrible. How do I convey how sorry I am about what happened to his brother? “I… I’m so sorry about Mark…”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
    He waves his hand , stopping my apology. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t care if you looked into me. That was a long time ago and my whole family and I came to terms with it years ago,” he tells me then moves closer to me and drops his voice, “I would have told you everything anyway. But when you did it, we weren’t exactly on speaking terms and I figured you did it to see if you could trust me and that’s okay. It’s not hard to find that information out. I thought that had helped and that you did trust me, but apparently, I was wrong. You never did open up to me.”
    “That’s just not true. I told you things ,” I defend myself.
    “You told me a small part of a story. I can understand you not wanting to talk to me about the details at the time. I can’t imagine what actually happened. What I want… what I deserve, Harper,” his blue eyes burn into me, showing me the gravity of what he is about to say, “is to know what happened after your parents died. Where did you go? Why is there no record of that time?” His hand gestures out as he speaks.
    My mind whirls, trying to think of a way to answer this question. I don’t know if I am ready for him to know yet. My heart starts to race with my instinct to shut down and I am almost certain he can hear it pounding against my chest in the quiet of the room.
    “I didn’t want there to be ,” I decide to be honest without revealing too much.
    “Can you elaborate on that?” his eyebrows raise as he pushes.
    I take a deep breath to try to calm my nerves and