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CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

It all makes so much sense, too much sense. Brian didn’t actually have anything to do with Dylan’s death, but his guilt has led him to believe so. Which is why he didn’t protest when I blamed him for it.

I feel sick to my stomach. I can’t believe I blamed him for it. He clearly already feels so much pain regarding Dylan’s death. He has taken it all upon himself when he doesn’t deserve it.

I made it worse for my mate. I rubbed salt in the wound of his pain. And I still can’t fully believe I would do something as horrible as that. My heart breaks for him.

In that moment, I know what I have to do. I have to make things right. I have to assure him that he’s not at fault, he never ways. I have to try to heal the heart that I’ve broken.

It’s going to be difficult do that, I understand. He might never want to speak to me again. But I have to at least try.

Just as I’m about to stand though, another scene flickers upon the water. This one fills me with horror.

I see Brian. He has berries
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