Chasing Paradise (Chasing Series #3) by Pamela Ann Page A

myself in there for quite sometime.
     
    Everything from my past rushed through my head. Saying goodbye to someone that had been significant throughout my life was painful. Without Kyle, I would’ve probably been dead by now. He’d saved me in more ways than one.
     
    My crying binge came to an abrupt halt when a knock on my door interrupted me. “Miss Sienna? Mr. Knightly wants to speak to you. He called my phone after he had unsuccessfully tried yours,” Gareth spoke from the other side of the door, knowing quite well what I was doing in there.
     
    Reluctantly, I opened the door a wee crack, just enough for him to insert the phone and hand it to me without his being able to look at my dreadful, tear-streaked face.
     
    “ Hello?”
     
    “ You’re still crying,” Blake noted, sounding disappointed somehow.
     
    Huh? What the hell! “How’d you know?” I tried to sound normal, trying not to panic.
     
    I could hear him thinking, calculating as to how he’d break it down to me. “You forget about the security team, cara.”
     
    Well, there you go. WTF! “You saw the whole thing ?” This was not good.
     
    There was a long stretch of silence before he spoke again. “I did. I thought at one point you were going to go with him. You love him and I just saw how much.” He sounded raw, hurting.
     
    I didn’t know what to say so I kept my mouth shut.
     
    Blake broke into my thoughts again. “Is there a possibility of you leaving me, Sienna?”
     
    Seriously? We were engaged! “No, Blake. I accepted your ring. I’m wearing it. Why are you second guessing?”
     
    “ That scene I saw moments ago tore me up.” Blake’s breathing was haggard as if he was running out of patience. “I knew, but it’s rather painful to see it clearly. I have to accept a small part of you will always love him. That small percentage is a risk, but it’s one I’m willing to put my entire life on.”
     
    Abby and Kyle. Fuck. “I said my goodbyes. I’m just mourning my loss. I’m in pain, too.”
     
    “ I know,” he whispered.
     
    “ I love you, Blake.” I sobbed into the phone. “I do love you so much.”
     
    “ Yeah, that’s why you’re in so much pain,” Blake growled, his bitterness no longer masked.
     
    His indignant tone grated on me the wrong way. “What the fuck do you want from me? I’ve given up a lot for you! WHAT MORE DO YOU ASK OF ME?”
     
    “ EVERYTHING!” he hissed, making my ear ring. “I want everything!”
     
    Consumed by his anger—by my broken spirit—I hung up on him. Even in mourning my loss, Blake wouldn’t let up.
     
    Sometimes, too much wasn’t healthy and his overbearing attitude had just become too much.
     
    That night, I ended up going back to my flat in Covent Garden. Maybe I simply needed space and wanted to be surrounded by everything that I held dear in my heart.
     
    I suppose, I needed a small piece of normalcy. I hadn’t had it since I’d had the accident and it was time I took that back.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Twelve
     
    Blake
     
     
     
     
    “ Damn it to hell and back!” I screamed into the office when the infuriating woman hung up on me.
     
    I wanted to punch or thrash something. Why did I have the need to possess all of her? Wasn’t it enough that she was going to marry me? Sienna chose me, not Matthews… I was relieved that Kyle was doing the right thing by walking away, but seeing Sienna’s tearful face, that sadness that had been etched in her eyes, was something else.
     
    My plans of wrapping things up a week early were immediately down the drain. That week could be used productively and on top of that, I needed the time to come to terms with all the emotions running riot in me before I faced Sienna again.
     
    Feeling like a complete arse, I composed myself before Luke appeared and informed me that the meeting was about to start. While I attempted to focus