Page 96 of Forbidden Fate

She exhales.

“At the embassy,” I say, “you can contact your family. They’ll help arrange a way to get you back to the United States.”

“They’re probably losing their minds.”

“I’m sure they are.”

She locks her gaze on mine. “You say that like you know.”

I do know. I’ve been learning everything I can about the Bellamys in the last few months. But I don’t want to remind Robin of my past. There are still so many skeletons I haven’t yet unearthed.

I shrug. “I know families.”

“You know mine?”

“I know enough.” I pause. “And if your brothers are anything like you, they’re already preparing to burn down countries.”

That gets the faintest curve of her mouth.

I both love and hate her family at the moment. I love that they’ll get Robin out of here.

I hate that they’ll look at me and see only a man who once worked for their enemy.

Robin leans back slightly. “So we go to the embassy. I contact my brothers. Then home.”

“Yes.”

“And what about you?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, though I know exactly what she means.

She draws her brows together. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Pretend you’re stupid. You’re not.”

Despite myself, I smile. “Thank you.”

“It wasn’t entirely a compliment.”

“It was enough of one.”

“Cruz.”

I swallow.

“What happens to you after I get to the embassy?” she asks.

I’ve tried to avoid that thought. She’s been my priority. “I’ll figure it out.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It’s the only one I have.”

I wish I could tell her something, but the truth is ugly.

I don’t know where I’ll go.