“Otis…”He lifted his face to look at me and his eyes turned dark. It was obvious that he wasn’t comfortable with my sudden presence. He was sitting on his bed, his back against the headboard, and his leg was still cast to make the bones regenerate back into place.I hesitated when I saw that he didn’t want to talk but I worried for him so I stepped inside the room that Caden allowed him to use while the threat was still out there, ready to murder us in sight.Slowly, I sat on the edge of his bed, not looking at him. We were silent for seconds until I couldn’t take the tension anymore and spoke softly, “How are you feeling? How’s your leg?”“Don’t make me feel like you still care for me, Giselle.” Otis replied hoarsely, his voice sad and weak.I bit my lower lip hard, “I wish I could stop caring about you after I learned what you did, Otis. But I couldn’t.” With my eyes wet with tears, I looked at him softly and held his hand, “You did a terrible thing, Otis. But you cared for me and
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