#Chapter88

XAVIER POV

"Your brother, Eric King, is dead.” she says.

The prude tone in her voice is gone when she tells me the sad news.

"What? How? When?" I bombard her with questions, my chest rises up and down rapidly as I lose control of my breathing.

"Mr King, please calm down. I'll tell you everything." I go over to the kitchen, taking a bottle of water out of the fridge and chugging all of the cool liquid down. It felt refreshing as the cold water ran down my throat, especially after a night of alcohol and hospital drips.

When I go back down to the dining table I...