Married My Ex's Uncle In My Second Time
The weight of what I’d done pressed down on me heavily.
Ellie must have sensed it because she nudged my shoulder gently.
“Hey,” she whispered, her voice softer now. “You saved us.”
I swallowed hard, my throat tight. “I—” My voice cracked. “I killed him, Ellie.”
She didn’t hesitate.
“And if you hadn’t, he would have—” She stopped herself, shaking her head. “You did what you had to do.”
I looked at her then, her face illuminated by the faint moonlight. There was a small cut on her cheek from where he had hit her, and bruises were already forming along her arms. The sight made my stomach turn.