Chapter 128 Pity

• Callista’s POV
• The news hit me like a physical blow. The air whooshed out of my lungs, leaving a hollow ache in my chest. “Bedridden?” I rasped, a low murmur to myself, the word catching in my throat. “For months?”
• The incident. The betrayal that had clawed open a fresh wound every single day. Months? He'd been living a comfortable life while I, branded a killer, had been forced to run to fight for survival out there in the woods. A bitter laugh escaped my lips, a humorless sound that scraped against my raw nerves.