None of them understood.
None of them cared that Tyler had put me in the hospital. That he'd broken my ribs. That he'd choked me until I passed out.
They just cared about the money he was giving them.
I deleted all the voicemails. Blocked the numbers. Turned off my phone again.
But the damage was done.
Tyler was actively looking for me now. And my family was helping him.
It was only a matter of time before he found Crosswell. Before he showed up at The Spoke. Before he tried to take me back.
And when that happened, Ridge and everyone else here would be in danger.
I had to tell Ridge everything. Tomorrow. Before things went any further.
He needed to know what he was getting into. Needed to know that staying with him meant putting him and the club at risk.
And then I had to let him
