Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Mated 320

Chapter 320

KASMINE.

By the time Kester was rounding up his story, I had forgotten how to stop crying. The tears wouldn't stop falling. They slipped down my cheeks silently, like they didn't want to interrupt him. Like they understood that his pain was finally finding a voice.

He looked at me again, and his expression-God, it was worse than tears.

"Kester," I breathed, shaking my head slowly. I didn't even know what to say.

It was like I was staring at the little boy he used to be-the one who needed love more than anything in the world but got none in

return.

Even though I knew he hadn't told me everything and hadn't laid out the full horror of what his childhood looked like, the little pieces he had shared tore through my heart, shattering it to pieces. His parents. His loneliness. That house that never felt like

home.

ever go through

again. I'd never trust anyone to protect what's mine. I'd be the one in control. I'd always be in control. If my father couldn't protect my mother, the woman I loved more than anything, then no one else can protect what's mine better than

Not just his hands but his entire body. Like the weight of everything he'd carried alone was

arms around him and pressed my forehead to his shoulder. His skin was burning

have to carry that alone," I whispered. "You don't have to hold all

anything right away. Just wrapped his arms around me so tight I could barely breathe, but

Then, he spoke again.

You might not know this,

just enough to look at him. "You always

He smiled.

remembered. I was alone in the house. No

that lonely room. "I sat

fall. Wondering if anyone would

My breath caught.

he was trying to breathe

dress and ribbons