”
Then go. Just leave, if that’s what you want. I won’t stop you.”
He drew back as if he’d been struck, like the words had been a blow from some blunt object.
“Alana, please
don’t say that to me, not now. Just leave.”

“And Abigail.”
She could feel herself crumbling.
“How can you drench with empathy one minute and then completely disregard it the next?”
“Consider it done.” Without a second thought, the brunette left from the metal chair she had perched herself on, heels...
“Alana “ Was it even worth it to say he hadn’t killed Abigail now, when the one person he thought might believe him had...