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1. Beyindeki Aşk✅
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En Karanlık Günah ✅
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Korsan Kralın Kızı ✅
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Siren Kraliçesinin Kızı ✅
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Rapsodi ✅
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Neredeyse Alex ✅
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Bir Yaz Boyunca ✅
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Sonsuza Dek, Ayrı ✅
“I’d forgotten how ruthless you can be.”
I take a step toward him and pierce him with my gaze. “You haven’t seen ruthless from me yet.”
“I think you love me,” I say.
“I do.”
“And I think I love you.”
“You think?”
“I know.”
What we’re doing is dangerous. Treasonous. If my father catches us, we’re all dead. Which is why I’m bringing only three with me: Athella, because she can get me through any door; Sorinda, because she can cut down anyone in our path; and Riden, because—
I just want him with me.
“I’m to face the pirate king.”
“Not alone.” Riden strides through the darkness and plants himself firmly next to me.
“I think this might be something I need to do alone.”
“You need not do anything alone again if you don’t want to.”
It almost hurts to look into those golden-brown eyes. I know what he means by those words. He’ll be by my side always, as long as I want him there.
“If we don’t stop, we’ll die of thirst,” Niridia says. “I think that’s a worse way to go than in the hands of the pirate king.”
I can’t handle this. Cannot handle seeing their distraught faces. Cannot handle not being able to protect them this time.
And I snap.
“That’s because you’ve never suffered at his hands before!” I look around at all the bodies on the deck, watch the wind chafe at their dry skin. Watch their ragged breathing with open mouths. “You’ve seen him at a distance because I’ve kept all of you out of his clutches. But I’ve been there. I’ve been beaten until I blacked out. I’ve been starved until I wanted to eat the skin off my own bones. I’ve been chained up in that dungeon so dark and cold for months on end that I forgot the way the sun felt on my skin.”
I take a steadying breath, trying to pull my mind back out of those dark times. “You must trust me when I say, it is far worse to die at the hands of that man. We. Don’t. Stop.”
They’re silent now. No one has a response to that.
There are different kinds of fathers. Those who love unconditionally, those who love on condition, and those who never love at all.