Chapter 70

• She should have been cherished, but instead, she was torn between two men too consumed by their own demons to love her right.
• ARLET
• I hissed, instinctively flinching from the violence of it, but my eyes stayed locked on him. His back was to me, shoulders rising and falling in deep, uneven breaths. His hands clutched his head, fingers threading through his hair like he was trying to rip something out of himself. For a moment, I thought he was going to break—let me in, let me explain.