"Luc," he said gently. He let go of my shoulders and stuffed his hands into his pocket.
"I need Mia," I told him. "I need to find her."
"Luc! Maybe this is for the best," Xavier said to me.
"What?"
"Mia... she never really belonged in our world."
There was a flash of anger that filled my chest. "Move!"
Xavier stepped aside and I walked out of the house. I heard him call after me, "She made a choice, Luc. She chose to leave you."
Those words hit me hard. Those words stayed with me throughout the day when we found one of my cars abandoned at the side of the road. Through her father's funeral the next day where Mia didn't turn up.
If Mia wanted to stay, if she believed in us as much as I did, then she would have stayed. She'd always had her reservations about what I did for a living, but the loss of Hector seemed to be a step too far. Her father’s death had been what broke us. I could have accepted it easier if she had spoken to me, given me some explanation to what was going through her head, but she had left without a word and ripped my heart from my chest.
"Luc, where do you want to start?" Dante asked as he stood in front of me after the funeral. We had all returned to the house.
"We don't," I told him simply.
"What?!"
"She wanted out. She has it."
If Mia wanted to leave after everything I’d done for her, then fine. I had thought she was the one. I’d thought she felt the same. But she had chosen to break us apart and thought I didn’t even deserve to have a say in it.
"Luc," Dante said, looking distraught. "You can't mean that."
"I do. She made a choice."
"But Mia..."
"I don't want to hear her fucking name in this house!" I shouted.
"Luc... you love Mia."
In a flash, I had Dante pinned against the wall by his throat. "I said, I don't want her mentioned in this house again. Do you understand?"
Dante nodded the best he could before I let him go. He rubbed at his throat and then straightened up, but didn't chance another word. I had lost myself when I met her. I’d given into every vulnerability just to have her by my side. Mia had been my sole focus and everything I did from that point was to impress her and keep her happy. That had never been me. I had always put myself first and this was the reason why.
If Mia could erase me out of her life so easily, then I could and would do the same.
“As far as I’m concerned, Mia Griffin doesn’t exist.”
To Be Continued…