Chapter 169

KESTER.

She was still standing there. She fucking

Lood like she could fucking fix me.

The fear in her eyes faded too fast, dissolving into something worse. Something sickly.

Concern.

What was she? Kasmine? My mother? Some fucking saint who thought she could put me back together, piece by piece, like it was her duty?

"Kester," She whispered, ignoring the blood dripping out of her face. She wasn't healing just yet. How would she heal when the pieces of glass were still in her flesh, and all she

cared about was me?

She should have been backing away, pressing her hands to her wounds, pulling the shards. out-something, anything.

But no. She stood there.

She wouldn't move. Wouldn't cry. Wouldn't flinch.

I wanted her to flinch.

I wanted her to stop looking at me like that... Like she could still see something in me that wasn't already rotting.

Blood streaked down her cheek, down her arm, onto the floor-staining the fucking floor.

Like if she tried hard enough, if she held on long enough, I'd give a damn about something other than wanting to tear her apart.

She reeked of rotten desperation.

A muscle jumped in my jaw. My fingers twitched. My skin burned, too tight over my

bones.

She said, and, fuck! No one

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the table-fingers so tight around it my knuckles burned.

CRACK.

the wall. Pieces of it rained to

Fuck. Out." I counted my

whole body tensed. The stupid, desperate

Perfect.

your

even make it home for a funeral," I added coldly

took another step, and she sucked in a sharp breath, her throat

I'm sorry..." She trembled so

grab her by her throat when suddenly, the door slammed

"Kester!"

It was Kasmine.

my veins like ice. I jerked, my momentum halting just before I reached June, my body locking

breathless, her worried eyes frantically taking in the room-the shattered phone, the broken

parted, a

My stomach dropped.

No. No, no, no.

me like this. Not ever. Not after the last outburst I had when we were younger. I lost control and ended

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Measured the depth of my supposed sickness like I was truly

smiled, when I nodded,

that a little bit of

me on

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