Chapter 89 “Whatever”
- “I agree,” I say coldly. “My judgment must be impaired because for a while, I thought you were trustworthy.” I can see my words hurt him because he steps back. Aiden is moaning on the floor, wiping away the blood from his face, dealt by Blane’s blow.
- “Leave, Blane,” I say softly, the tears pricking my eyes.
- He doesn’t move.