The Brother I Shouldn’t Want
Then he pulled back, his hand still on me, his gaze steady like he was making sure I was actually here, not lost in my head.
“It’s okay,” he said.
But it wasn’t okay.
I knew that.
Even if part of me was trying to justify it, trying to make it make sense, there was still something sitting right there in my chest. It wasn’t the first time I had killed someone, I had done it before.
But those times were different.
Those people kidnapped me and hurt me, they left me no choice.
This….
This felt different.
Kagemoto Kazama was dangerous, yes, he was going to hurt Frank, I saw it, I reacted, but still…why can't I just shake the feeling off?