Bryan's POV

With my hands clasped over hers and my eyes closed, I wish I could turn back the hands of the clock and change things from the way they are present.

I wish I could change how I treated Celine all along and I wish this isn't happening.

Celine has been unconscious since last night but the doctor said she would be fine. I feel guilty for everything.

I drop her hands and rest my forehead on my two balled fists, my insides in disarray and my bloody clothes unchanged.

My instinct was right. That motherfucker kidnapped her and I have given him what he deserved. Father and the...