The tears spilt down her face, covering her cheeks with wetness. “I was a fool to even think I would ever mean something more than a body to warm your bed.” He choked out, tugging on her wrist.

“You’re more than that,” I said refusing to let go. Tears flow harder, and I felt his shaking intensifying. “I might be the one to kill your brother, but don’t you want to punish the man who was responsible for this? The one who made me kill your brother?” She was crying now, pounding on my chest, sobbing and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her as her dam finally cracked...