Chapter 31 Thirty-one
- Zeke's POV
- As I held Kamille in my arms, her tears soaking into my shirt, a wave of anguish washed over me. The sight of her, broken and vulnerable, tore at my heartstrings.
- I couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness that engulfed me, knowing that I couldn't take away her pain, couldn't mend her broken heart.