Chapter 85
- Lexie's hand shook even as she sat in the hospital. She had killed someone and though he deserved it, she still felt the need to lament.
- Her shaky finger had rested against the trigger without hesitation, they had pressed down urgently and without a second thought too, shouldn't she have felt something?
- Something other than her fear for Zheme's life, something other than her fear for his safety?