Nathan's POV My chest tightened and burned when Margot pulled away from me, as if I were a threat to her. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and beg for forgiveness, but I only stood up. " Bring those blankets, now," I ordered, and Mick left the room immediately. He returned a moment later and wrapped them around Margot's shoulders. She smiled at him with gratitude and let him take her hand and help her stand. That hurt, and I had to turn my head away. I understood her reaction, but it did not make it easier. For her, I looked like the man who made her go through god knows what hell. I remembered this look. Isa looked at me like that for a very long time. It took me ages to make her believe that face was the only thing my brother and I had in common. When Margot and Mick left the room, I turned my attention back to Vincent, who was unconscious on the floor. At least now I didn't have to pretend. I could let out all the hatred I felt for him. The kick landed on Vincen
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