Bryan's POV

I throw the phone to my side, letting my back hit the bed as a soft sigh escapes my mouth.

I am looking at the white ceiling, my mind blanks at first before everything comes rushing again.

No matter how hard I try not to think of my situation, making an effort to make my mind blank for too long, it doesn't work.

The same usual feeling stirs inside of me. That horrible feeling makes me feel miserable. Guilty. Full of regrets.

Camilla had stood at the doorway with Jason in her arms when I left the Great Haven after Paxton lost consciousness.

The guilt came back and...